I just woke up from a dream that the earth imploded sending me to a different planet. My only objective once realizing I am in another place is to find my guys, especially, for some reason, my youngest son. So go ahead and read this, analyze it, and tell me what you think about it.
It all started with having a great day playing games such as “hide-and-seek”. My husband and I, along with my guys (sons), were all at someone else’s house – an Air B&B. I told my husband that I didn’t want to stay the night there. I wanted to sleep in my own bed at home. He was on the phone with someone concerning travel accommodations back home. So I began to tidy up while my guys played, which as I think about it, there were many more kids with us of all nationalities than just my sons.
Walking around the courtyard, I noticed it was cluttered with messy iron tables with intricate and beautiful floral designs. However, these tables showed wear and tear such as rust here and there. Some of the chairs, side tables, and planters had been knocked over. Upon finishing his phone call, my husband joined me in the courtyard and began to help clean up while telling me about the change in plans. I don’t remember exactly what he said because my attention was drawn to a man cleaning out his car that was parked on the street next to the small curb outside of the gate of the courtyard. He was just throwing his trash out onto the street. Seeing this, my husband brought our trash to the garbage can near the gate, and then he picked up the trash that the man had been throwing down onto the ground. The man looked at my husband inquisitively as though he had never seen someone do this before. Following suit, the man began taking his trash to the garbage can as well. It was almost as if the man thought that it was normal and common to throw the trash onto the roadway or ground as opposed to a trash receptacle.
My husband and I went into the house, and as we ate sandwiches for lunch – not at a table mind you but while walking around different rooms exploring the house – I saw an animal come in through an open window sorts. It was cute and reminded of a small red panda that was more dark brown than red. I was frightened at first, and my first instinct was to protect the kids and the food. However, it turned out that the animal was more docile and playful. He was just as curious as a puppy. I picked it up like I would a child, and I gave him something to eat. It was very cuddly. I put him down gently on the floor to ingest his half of what was formerly my sandwich.
There was a great flash of light as though a lightening struck just outside of the house but without the big crack of sound that usually accompanies it. As I was inside, I didn’t actually see the source of the light. So I looked outside the back window toward the sky, and I saw a giant cone of light like a lot of lightening pointed toward the ground. The sky was dark and cloudy as if there was to be a storm.
Then, all of the sudden, the earth began to implode toward that spot. So instead of reaching out for my guys as fast as I could, I prayed to God, and I said, “Thank you that I will be with You soon, forgive me of my sins, and save me and my guys.” Then I focused on my breathing. I was slowing down my breathing and waiting for my breathing to cease. However, I did not stop. It was like I was surrounded by a dark cloud and was carried to a different place – presumably another planet.
Once the cloud dissipated from around me, I felt being gently place on the ground and became aware that it was raining. I was face down looking at the rain pouring down on the ground of dirt and much beneath me. I was not lying in it. I was on my hands and knees at this point. So I look up and around to see where I was. I see these people staring past me saying what I assumed was gibberish such as, “meep, peepmeepmeep, feep, peep.” I could not understand what they were saying, but they had a look of boredom on their faces as they stared passed me out into the dark cloud from where I had come. And they looked like big-headed humans with much sparser hair atop their heads.
I walked past them after realizing I wasn’t getting any assistance from them. I walked to a well lit building behind the beings. My legs were so heavy. The building itself looked more like an indoor mall. There were little “storefronts” with people at the counters. I went to one where I was met by two women. One was thick, black, and had long braids. A couple of braids on each side were held together in the back to keep them from being in front of her face. She was very neat in appearance with her red jacket and red top reaching her knees hanging her red, loose pants. This red was a darker, more merlot color and had little bits of sparkle in it. The other woman, I didn’t really notice anything about her except that she was white, and she was wearing a white top with blue, loose pants. I asked the woman in red where I was and where I should go. She pointed me over to another “storefront”.
At the other place, there were two little tables. A man of middle eastern decent sat behind each one of them. One man appeared to be more important than the other one. I motioned to them both as if to say, “which one of you do I approach?” The one that seemed to be “more” important let out a sigh and sort of rolled his eyes as though I should know what to do. So I humbly went to the other. I remembered not wanting to bother the one that seemed to be “more important”. I didn’t mind going over to the “lesser” of the two. So I approached this seemingly younger man He looked to be in his twenties (“looked” because I didn’t know where I was or if time even existed). I asked him where I was. I don’t remember what he said because I looked at the other man, and noticed someone that could have been his father or the one that trained him. This “older” man began doing the job of the other man.
A man with dreads walked up to the table holding a large, green coin. The man at the table said, “Oh, we have got one that came the right way this time.” The man walking up to him, held up the green coin, and said, “What do I do with this? And where am I?”
The man behind the table told him that he had died, and this was the afterlife. The man behind the table that I was standing at was still looking through pile of papers looking for my name. I can only assume he was looking for where I was to go as he did not speak as he shuffled the papers around. Sensing that was the case, I began to tell him of the events that led me to his table. I told him of the great flash of light, the dark cloud that carried me to the area in front of the building, and of my walk to this point. I told him that I didn’t feel like I died, and I let him know that I urgently want to be reunited with my guys. I asked the man if my guys would be coming through the door with the green coins, or if they had already arrived. He kept silently looking through the papers in front of him.
Then I woke up.
To all of my dream analyzers, please help me let me if this dream is something I need to pursue understanding or if this dream was simply entertainment while I slept. Hopefully, it sparks within you some sort of self-reflection. I see some symbolism and some explanations that appear to be obvious in interpreting. However, experience has taught me that not everything is as in appears at times when it comes to dreams.
Gotta go fill up my cup…..
Coffee with Candee 