NY 17

In my dream....I was dreaming.  In that dream I was standing in front of a huge rock cube.  It had 7 sliders on it.  Each slider had the colors red, yellow and green.  It was sort of like the game you play where if you match the colors right a space opens up.  On top of the cube was a rock (granite like) table top.  The corner of the top was broken and I could see that is was hollow and there was something inside.  It was giant white, rubber type pages.  I could only see the very corner but I could read "we the people" written in raised white fancy script.  On top of the whole thing was a statue.  It was a female and it had a toga type garment.  It was also completely of stone (granite?).  It was NOT the statue of liberty.  She was holding something but I'm not sure if it was Lady Justice.  I began to work on the puzzle and the idea of  "trumpet" was in my head.  I think I was working on the third slider.  I got the combination right and the slider opened to reveal two boxes.  I pulled the first box out and  hundreds of tiny pink baby rattles about the size of a dime poured out on me.  There were also tiny baby shoes about the size of dimes.  There were other things in the box.  Silver metal disks and about an inch in diameter and pieces of square white paper similar to post it notes.  I began looking at the second box.  As I looked at it I could feel myself waking up from the dream within the dream as it faded.  The inscription was important.  I could read NY.  In the dream Jon and Jeanine were with me and I told them to get something to write with because this was really important.  I went back to the dream in a dream and tried to read it again.  I said "NY...that's New York".  There was a date, but no mater how hard I tried to read it I would wake up to the first dream.  The only other think I could tell Jeanine to write down was "17".  It may have said "Nov." but I can not be certain.  I woke up into the first dream and was very excited.  I was telling Jon and Jeanine all about what I saw and was describing it.  Jeanine said "Oh yeah!  I've been there."  She did not seem to be as excited as I was.  I asked her if she opened any boxes.  She said she had opened the same ones as I did but could also not remember what the inscription was.  I asked her if she opened all of them and she said no, just the same ones I had but there were other miniature toys in hers. 

the Wallet

This dream was repeated over and over and over and over again as i retold it over and over and over again in my dream.  Still, I can only remember certain parts.

I and some friends had gone to see a musical.  Part of the musical was an improve section and I was chosen to go back stage and tell the performers what they were supposed to act out over a headset mic.  As I was walking back stage I had to walk through another musical that was going on and somehow the headset mic got tangled up with some other sound equipment right in the middle of the auditorium.  I couldn't get it untangled so the ushers and producer came to help.  While they worked on it I thought of what I wanted to tell the actors to do.  I think I wanted to tell two of them to sing "I'm a little tea pot", but the other one, who was Colom, I was going to tell he had to act out being born, grow up and hit all the milestones, becoming an old man.  The headset mic broke and they were all very mad and said they had to cancel the musical but we could come back for the second one in a couple of hours.  I said I should have just brought my own and then the producer was really mad because she thought I was trying to grab some lime light or something.  She tried to lead me back to the other side very fast and leave me behind, but I took my shoes off.  I was wearing panty hose and they were too long and stuck out about 4 inches from the end of my toes.  They were very slippery but I could take one step to her every two.  While I was waiting for the second show,  I perused a second hand store in the mall where the auditorium was, I came across a section with old purses and bags.  There were some really neat ones, old leather backpacks and such.  As I started looking closer behind therm there were some slings.  I didn't realize what they were at first, but then I realized they were bladders.  Very old water containers made of animal stomachs. I squished and examined each one and decided I didn't really need each one in turn.  They all still had water in them and one bladder was clear.  When I moved it to examine it closer, as it was quite intriguing some spilled out on me.  I was shocked and moved to the next area.  I moved some things around and in the back was a framed picture that looked like my little sister.  I pulled it forward from the shadows and it as indeed my little sister from when she was a young girl. She was wearing what looked like a girl scout uniform with lots of patches.  I thought they were "(something) fire" (not camp fire, it was something different). I called for my mom and to come over and look but she didnt' come.  I was so confused as to why the picture would be here.  Then I looked at where the picture had been and behind it was a hand full of pictures.  I grabbed them and started looking through them.  They were all pictures of my children, my sisters children, other people I knew children as young baby's.  Some of the pictures didn't make sense though.  Like Eythan as a toddler holding Caedon.  I was very upset at how MY personal pictures had come for sale in this second hand shop so I started looking around to see if maybe they had been in a box or something that was of worth that had been accidentally sold in a garage sale.  I thought possibly by my grandmother.  Then back in the shadows, I saw a brown leather wallet.  I grabbed it and opened it and it was Jon's.  It had his drivers license, all his credit and debit cards, cash, social security card, everything and the pictures were the pictures he carried in his wallet.  In the dream he had lost this wallet over 10 years ago and here it was completely intact with all the photos and everything.  I called Jon over and he saw and was completely amazed.  We began rejoicing and praising God.  It was very overwhelming.  We left the store and found a food court area where the Perrins, Combes and a host of other people were.  I don't know who all was there, but we knew them all but I know for sure the Perrins and Combes were there because all of their children were there.  We began telling them about the wallet and everyone was so excited and overjoyed.  I was trying to explain how "overwhelmed and stuck" I was and Colom said "It's like this."  He stood with his feet flat on the floor, bent at the waist and planted his hands flat on the floor to make a triangle.  He said, "Now this his how you get up."  He did sort of a push up and with all his might and momentum pushed himself back up to standing.  All of the adults were like, yeah right.  (here's where it gets sketchy)  I remember milk.  There was something very important about milk.  And the numbers kept being repeat 108, 106, 107. I woke up over and over with these numbers screaming in my head in conjunction with the idea of milk. 

I had this dream right before I got up this morning

Then Jon was in the hospital.  He had a red and blue tube going down his nose.  I thought they went to his lungs for hot and cold water.  He had the pictures and wallet with him.  They would take the tubes out and he would be fine for a while but then the monitor screen would go all squiggly like a child's drawing with the colors red, blue and yellow.  They would put the tubes back in and the screen would be fine.  He seemed fine all the time and I'm not sure why he was even there but I was very concerned.  I spent the night with him in the hospital (which was also in the mall) and I woke a little as the nurses came in a few times to put the tubes in and out.  I was worried it hurt him but he said it was no big deal, he just seemed annoyed and a little concerned.  It seemed his lungs needed to be cleaned out or something but none of it was explained or made sense and we weren't asking questions either. Just staying concerned, annoyed and in the dark about his condition.

Jon's Dream The same night:

Susan was preaching and Emily was asked to lead worship with me and I think Sheri Cadenhead or maybe Kat Floyd at some conference or something like that to a large group of people (several hundred-maybe thousands) at a concert hall type auditorium – but reversed. The seats were going down and the stage was at the very top. The people who requested her to speak and Emily to lead worship obviously did not know what they asked for. By the time Susan was done speaking, the audience was engrossed and longing, but the leaders were squirming. Emily and her team got up to lead worship and she decided to throw her set away and wing it. I was using my daughter's $35 dollar acoustic guitar for some reason and it was not sufficient for the job. The songs Em chose required me to use bar cords and pick the lower neck of the guitar. This guitar does not perform adequately on the lower frets, so it was an immediate disaster in our eyes. We heard someone singing Agnus Dei in the crowd and Em decided we needed to sing that song instead. She wanted to play that in the key of G. I was glad to change songs and keys as the guitar would work better in that key on the top of the neck. However, the key was too low for the girls to sing. I immediately knew I had to take over leading the song. I was resistant cause of my feelings about a recent conversation of my vocal capabilities I had with Emily. Basically, they need work. But, I remember thinking (It is what it Is), and I took the lead microphone and started leading the song. To our surprise, everyone was already engrossed in worship, as we had done a terrible job to this point and we knew that these were rather non-believers or new to our teaching and intimacy in worship. But when I started leading Agnus Deio, the level of worship immediately intensified and you could feel the Spirit of God rest on the place. Then a band set up behind us and Billy Idol took the stage and started singing over us with his band. I knew that the leaders had decided to bring him it to quench what God was doing. I took authority over the situation and prayed the Kingdom of God on the place and the Spirit of God manifested himself on the people and Billy Idol. I looked back and Billy was on the ground soaking in God's presence and the leaders of the event just left. We spent the rest of the time praying and ministering to people.

Sewer

Christi had asked me to come over and help her get her sewer unclogged.  I brought our sewer snake but it was very small.  It was about the size of a tape measure.  The way her sewer system was set up there were two big cisterns.  There was access going both ways, to the house and away from the house in each cistern.  Only one of the cisterns was full of sewage.  Me and Charis along with Christi and Makenna were trying to get to the clog and not get dirty.  That of course was not possible and as I walked around in my flip flops my feet became saturated with the muck.  Christi finally decided she had to get into the cistern full of sewage.  It was a matter of fact thing for her.  What needs to be done is done attitude.  She climbed down into the cistern and began snaking it.  She met no resistance and the snake came up out of the other cistern. The clog was the other way.  So she began to snake it the other way.  Eventually the sewage began to drain and then as she removed more debris (mostly fast food soda cups and the such) a flood of clean clear water rushed through the pipes and the cistern.  What had clogged the pipes was a tennis shoe.  A completely clean white tennis shoe.  I asked Colom if he knew how it got in there and he made the point that there was no way a tennis shoe could go down any toilet or sink in the house.  We then all went inside to clean up trying not to get the muck in the house which was impossible.  All her boys and mine were upstairs playing.

In the dream our attempts seemed perfectly rational.  After waking and reviewing the dream I realized that the physics of the situation were all wrong.  We never actually snaked the section of pipe that would logically be blocked.  The cistern was full of sewage but the blockage was on the wrong side.  The blockage was on the incoming flow of water not the outflow of sewage.  The clearing out of the inflow somehow allowed the outflow of the sewage.

Queen and Heir

The Queen had gone, exiled. 

The King came to me and said he had chosen me for the new Queen.  With some trepidation I agreed, not knowing if I wanted the responsibility of rulership.

We took our vows before a priest and then the king informed me that he had 3 daughters.  He had locked them in the tower for their well being and safety for their entire lives.  He said we could not be truly married unless I found the tower and freed them. 

As I followed the map in the darkness the exiled queen appeared.  She stabbed the king and either killed him or wounded him greatly for I had the sense that the rulership now lay solely to me.  The queen retreated to her exile urging me to find the daughters. 

As I entered the tower chamber I found there two beautiful women.  They greeted me with hugs and kisses.  I asked where was the third sister.  They smiled at me.  I began to understand. 

"Do you understand now?" one asked. 
"I am your sister." I said. 
"Yes.  All of this was put into place before you were born.  You have a double claim for the throne.  You are heir, and you are bride."

Although I had not wanted to be Queen before, the significance of my double claim gave me the courage to accept my new role.

Mist of Heaven

I was at a church.  It was a big ol' traditional church.  I was working on a project for someone.  I was writing down peoples ideas of God on paper.  The idea was to make a flower out of the paper and put it up on a bulletin board.  It wasn't working though.  First of all, all the ideas were written on white paper...some lined some not, some even used.  Instead of folding them all pretty, they were just folded in half or even wadded up and stuck on the board.  You couldn't even read most of them.  Then it was time to start the service.  They started singing a hymn and at first it was rather ordinary.  But there was just something different. a couple of people started skipping.  Then More.  Then we were all holding hands in a giant circle side skipping around the auditorium.  Then we danced, holding hands, out of the church and we were in a neighborhood.  The Joy and prescience of the Lord was overwhelming.  Then we stopped, because people we knew who had died were all of the sudden with us dancing.  They began telling us how  death is not to be feared.  That Heaven is something we could never imagine.  I noticed several people in the crowd I knew.  Some were "dead" but I knew them not to actually be dead.  They were however people I considered "the worst sinners."  Again the prescience of the Lord was overwhelming.  Suddenly a young man "one of the worst" pointed down the street and a mist/fog was rolling in across the houses.  It was in the middle of summer, but suddenly a cool mist touched us. In the mist flakes like snow, but not cold, also fell on us.  A sound filled the air, it was the sound of the people singing the hymn and a sound so overwhelming that I fell to my knees and began weeping and crying out "Holy, Holy, Holy!  You are Holy God!".  After a while the mist left and the crowed simply stood still for a while.  The dead people were gone and then the crowd dispersed.  A friend of mine was there, and I remembered she had to leave soon.  We started discussing our responsibilities at the church and soon the whole experience was out of thoughts because we had so much to do to get ready for the things we had to do at church that night. It was almost like it was an inconvenience to have had the mist experience because now we had to rush to get the other stuff done and change all our plans.

crazy night of dreams

I'll try to put down what I remember. Although the whole night was full of not only vivid but emotionally charged dreams, I only remember a few snippets.

The beginning of the dream is very fuzzy. I remember trying to answer a phone and a contest.

I was driving in a pick up with Eythan away from our church which was my parents’ church and it was also not a church but a movie theatre and a day care. We left and went down a street that is in my home town that leads to a Minyards. For some reason there was a nursery type place and we saw that some of the plants and things had fallen off a shelf and no one was around so we got out and started picking them up. Eythan started putting thing on a different shelf although it was apparent that they went on another one. He even went out of his way to do that. I called him on it and he started putting them up right. Then I couldn’t remember if I locked up so I left Eythan there straightening while I went back to the church. When I pushed on the door to check it, it was indeed unlocked and when I went through it was a bar/pool hall. I was still in the truck inside the bar and I needed to turn it around to get out. Everyone was laughing because they thought I couldn't do it and I just needed to back out. I just smiled and all of the sudden the truck turned into a teeny tiny car that could just spin on a dime and I turned it and got it back outside. Then I went up stairs to shut stuff down. I started turning off lights. The upstairs to the church was only like five or six rooms but as I started turning off lights I kept finding rooms and staircases and then staircases that lead to other staircases and huge gothic chapels. It was like one of those paintings where you can’t tell where up or down is. But it wasn’t ominous.

I guess I finally got home and went to bed but Jon wasn't there. Caedon was in bed with me and in the middle of the night my friend Susanna knocked on the door. I was expecting her. She and a friend had traveled all night to visit in a rental car. Since Jon wasn't there she just went to sleep in bed with me and Caedon and her friend (who I never saw) slept somewhere else. I got up early (so I thought) and asked her how long she wanted to sleep. She asked me what time I need to be at church. I said 8 and I looked at the clock and it was 10. I was upset at first but then I said they'd get along with out me. She asked me what exactly I did at the church and I couldn't give her an answer. I was trying to give it a name but the only thing I could think was "everything". She asked if we had one of those places to return rental cars at the church and I said no. She said "Oh it's not big enough to have one of those?" and I said no very confused. I asked her if she was just renting for day to day and she said yes, it was cheaper that way. She would turn in this rental car and get a new one. I asked her about it and then the scene changed. It was more of a commercial for the rental car. It was a program where you could rent a car month to month. It said you can change your car with your moods but you keep the equity in the car. So basically you’re paying a car payment and you always get to keep getting new cars. When you pay off the car you just notify Shelter Insurance and someone else then you keep the last car you picked. They also advertised their convenient exchange locations at most churches.

Tractors and stuff

We lived out in the country, sort of. There was an old eccentric lady who wanted to go to the senior citizen community club, and was driving her tractor there. She called Jon and asked him if he would come take her because the tractor was too slow to drive. He went and picked her up and used our van to tow the tractor back. He also brought her house shoes which I put on and was walking around the house in. Later on she needed to be picked up and went to get her. Instead of her driving the tractor back, she drove our van and I took the tractor. I did pretty well even thought there seemed to be lots of construction around. Until I got to a very narrow part of the road and lost control almost hitting a worker. I finally got around them but the edge of the tire slipped off the road and then I was falling off a ledge into a ravine. Somehow I landed on a very narrow ledge on my shoulders with my head hanging off and my feet straight up in the air. The tractor was on top of me, though it didn't hurt. I was holding it up and I was in very precarious situation. An Oriental woman looked over the side and said she would get me some help, but she fell over the side too. She landed a little ways down on a broader ledge. When she got up she said "Oh, no! I've landed on your dad's dog." she picked up our dog Buddy who was flat on one end and stiff. I thought he had been run over. She tossed him over to me and went back up to get help. I caught him and realized he was still alive and not breathing very well. I started praying for his healing and he did start getting better. Eventually people came to help me and in the process of trying to rescue me the trailer slipped and crashed to bottom of the ravine. Ropes were then dropped to me and I used them to slide to the bottom and my feet landed in the stream, but I started to climb back up. I could only go half way up where there were people waiting for me to guide me out. We had to go up these rickety old stairs build into the side of the ravine. When we started walking up them they started falling apart and then we had to run. When we got to the top and were following a trail, even though people were ahead of me, my path kept being blocked by giant spider webs. Some one would run back and clear the path, and eventually I was safe and tried to start walking home since it was close, but the Oriental woman kept trying to give me her phone number so our families could get together but I couldn't find pen or paper and really just wanted to get home anyway. In the morning I was unloading the dishwasher and Jon walked in. I said. "Did I tell you what happened to me last night?" Jon said "What happened to you last night?" I said "Oh I guess I didn't, but first I need to tell you that Buddy is dead." But just then Buddy came running through the kitchen. I said "Oh I guess I dreamed it." and went back to unloading the dishwasher, but I realized I still had the old lady's slippers on, and the dishwasher was loaded with full tea pitchers like I had done it when I was tired so I realized that I didn't dream it. Jon said we needed to go to the mall and get some stuff because we were having dinner with the Hansens. We went there and we kept running into people we know like the Cadenheads, and The Taylors, and Justin and Jaquelyn. We decided to invite all of them to come with us. I was talking to Wesley and I told him that I really appreciated him leading worship with me last time. He started crying and Mia said "You really don't know how much that means to him. He thinks he messed it all up." I reassured him that he did a great job and he has a really calling and that no one ever plays perfect, but that's not what it's all about. They decided to follow me to the Hansens and I got in my car...I think it was a smart car. But every where I was trying to go was blocked by construction and had detours. But even the detours had obstacles and broken roads. I finally decided all I had to do was go in the opposite direction I wanted, make a u-turn, and then I would be going the way I was supposed to. The Taylor's were following me in their white minivan. After that, I would up back home, just me and Caeden, but home was now my grandfather's house. There was a giant screen tv, and super duper surround sound in his yard, so that the whole neighborhood could watch tv together. We had a leather couch in the front yard, and me and Caeden curled up on it and watched Family Guy.