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I must get some of this down before it all fades.
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I was in Indy or Columbus or somewhere that was about 3 hours away. I went to get on a bus to go to a gathering or mall or something and the guy took off with me holding on the side. I was holding onto a pipe that started to bend. Finally he stopped and I slipped down to the ground. I then started to walk away. I would not get back on the bus even though he was yelling at me to get on the bus, and he would stop doing what he was doing. I was crying and just kept walking away. I was shaking and crying because of the ordeal.
Another scene was in a mall with Kay and her son who was now closer to his teens. He had bought a black cloak and was zipping it up and telling Kay he wanted to wear it for a costume. He mentioned something and I blurted out why don't you wear a pentacle. He looked at me shocked, and then to his mom. She asked if he even knew what a pentacle was. He gave a small smile and shrug that gave all the appearances that yes I know, but I am not going to let you know. Then he took off running down the hall and Kay followed trying to get him to explain.
Next scene I was in a coffee house, or someplace like that. I think still in the mall. I saw a guy who had a pentacle on and was at a table with some others. I sat down and we started to converse. Damn, the conversation is fading. I do remember clearly saying at least twice but maybe a 3rd time that I choose my own path. The guy was smoking and was mostly in black. I was mostly in white or gray. Just then Melodie my cat showed up on the table, and I said what are you doing here? He had been 3 hours away in the town that had the bus driver that nearly killed me. I was so glad to see him and scritched him under his chin.
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This is about where I woke up. Melodie had come into the bed and was trying to steal my pillows and sleep on my head like he does sometimes. He was purring and snuggling and kneading. I got him to lay down beside me and I could hug him close. I ran the images in my mind trying to find the meaning. I feel that it was more than just a dream. Maybe it was a wake up call. I Choose My Own Path. I need to continue with that. I know there was more in the dream. There was more with the bus driver and at the hotel before the almost death ride. There was more after I let go. I think there was a cop involved at one point. I know I talked more to the smoking black clad man/boy at the coffee house. We almost fought because of being different. He was talking about his path being older and wiser or something. I mentioned mine is newer, but mine.
Yes I am a bit unsettled by this dream. I believe it does have meaning and a purpose. I had to come and write some of it down. I could not just go back to sleep. Now I am going to try.
-----DREAM-----
I was in Indy or Columbus or somewhere that was about 3 hours away. I went to get on a bus to go to a gathering or mall or something and the guy took off with me holding on the side. I was holding onto a pipe that started to bend. Finally he stopped and I slipped down to the ground. I then started to walk away. I would not get back on the bus even though he was yelling at me to get on the bus, and he would stop doing what he was doing. I was crying and just kept walking away. I was shaking and crying because of the ordeal.
Another scene was in a mall with Kay and her son who was now closer to his teens. He had bought a black cloak and was zipping it up and telling Kay he wanted to wear it for a costume. He mentioned something and I blurted out why don't you wear a pentacle. He looked at me shocked, and then to his mom. She asked if he even knew what a pentacle was. He gave a small smile and shrug that gave all the appearances that yes I know, but I am not going to let you know. Then he took off running down the hall and Kay followed trying to get him to explain.
Next scene I was in a coffee house, or someplace like that. I think still in the mall. I saw a guy who had a pentacle on and was at a table with some others. I sat down and we started to converse. Damn, the conversation is fading. I do remember clearly saying at least twice but maybe a 3rd time that I choose my own path. The guy was smoking and was mostly in black. I was mostly in white or gray. Just then Melodie my cat showed up on the table, and I said what are you doing here? He had been 3 hours away in the town that had the bus driver that nearly killed me. I was so glad to see him and scritched him under his chin.
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This is about where I woke up. Melodie had come into the bed and was trying to steal my pillows and sleep on my head like he does sometimes. He was purring and snuggling and kneading. I got him to lay down beside me and I could hug him close. I ran the images in my mind trying to find the meaning. I feel that it was more than just a dream. Maybe it was a wake up call. I Choose My Own Path. I need to continue with that. I know there was more in the dream. There was more with the bus driver and at the hotel before the almost death ride. There was more after I let go. I think there was a cop involved at one point. I know I talked more to the smoking black clad man/boy at the coffee house. We almost fought because of being different. He was talking about his path being older and wiser or something. I mentioned mine is newer, but mine.
Yes I am a bit unsettled by this dream. I believe it does have meaning and a purpose. I had to come and write some of it down. I could not just go back to sleep. Now I am going to try.
