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I dream I have two children. One boy, who is probably 4 years old, and a little girl who has just been born and is in the hospital. She is very small. I go in to see her and she is so hot that no one can touch her. The doctors, in their white coats are preparing to intervene in some way. I say, NO! I know that this is a part of my children's development- the way they transform. They become very hot at the brink of transformation to the next level. I think to myself, "They take after their father". My son is beside me, holding my hand. He becomes uncomfortable and wishes us somewhere else. Suddenly we are on the sand dunes in the Sub-Saharan Africa. I say, "This is beautiful. Let's come here again to look around, but for now we need to get back to your sister". He has a difficult time wishing us there because he doesn't really want to return. He wishes us close though and we journey a short distance back to the hospital. Next dream I am sitt

There is a house on a hill. The sky looks a bit bleak and foreboding. The house seems a bit gray. I walk in and it is the home of an almost president (no idea who). They show me around and take me to the basement. The almost president's wife is there. She is doing all kinds of traditional American arts but they are all housed in these preservation tubs. The tubs contain things like: embers which are dehydrating jerky, a crochet project of an apron, pickling eggs, knitting, and tons of other stuff. The woman begins pouring vinegar over the surface of things to preserve them. The almost president gets a call on the phone telling him that there is a plot on his life and the lives of all non-republican candidates. He gets ready to leave. There I am in this underground room, when these "bad guys" show up. I have a knife fight with them and think I defeat them but then I wake up battered and bruised some time later. A sort of epic battle ensues. In the end it tu

I am standing in somebodies back yard, when two stags come running up, neither of them has a head and one of them is missing a leg as well. They are still going through the motions of grazing. Now I hear someone cock a gun and a few hunters step forward. The headless dears turn and run into the forest. I begin to cry, a deep wailing cry. I feel so anguished over what is happening, this blatant disregard for nature.

I walk out of this stone house and onto a stone path. Suddenly everything exudes light, dazzling light, like energy pouring out of every cell- shining. I am dazzled. I lay down on the rocky path/road and stare up at the yellow leaves of an aspen/Cyprus tree. It is so beautiful, golden light upon blue sky, then all the dust particles are visible. Each exuding light, shining, radiant, awesome. I then become self conscious, I am lying in the middle of the road. A bit odd really and people are surely going to think me strange. I stand up and walk further. Then I am walking along a flat zen-like wooden bridge/pier from a beautiful glass building toward a rocky shore (looks like Ireland or Scotland). The water is lapping on both sides, reflecting light and sky. I am carrying two staffs: one is tall and topped with an amethyst stone, the other is shorter and has some other stone. I am using the staffs to propel me forward in a fun swinging fashion. I find the small staff to cumbe

I am in Hawaii, driving through inclement weather (snow) in disbelief on my way to the North Shore/Napali coastline. Shane is with me, as are Owen and Bodhi. Shane and Bodhi decide to play by the ocean. Owen and I walk to the walled city (not really a place I've ever seen in or near Hawaii). It is like being thrust thousands of years back in time and suddenly we are entering the walled village of Hawaii. The paver's are all lava stone as are the side walls and pillars. There is a sharp descent. I say to Owen. This is where the ancients lived. We begin descending and are barely able to keep our footing. When we are close to the base, I turn and look up. It is so sheer, I don't see anyway that we can get back. I briefly worry about Bodhi and Shane. Then we are at the bottom and there is a fruit stand full of fresh strawberries, guava and mango. There is woman who is holding a strawberry, she crushes it in her hand and begins reading the pulp. She is telling me

There was this beautiful young woman, who had really poor relationships with men. Over the years I watched as she systematically chose men who were unkind, selfish or already involved. By the time she was in her late 40's she was embittered and had a wall around her heart to any man. Than this young man showed up (He looked a little like a combination between Baraack Obama and Tiger Woods), he was kind and generous and open and giving and available and genuine. At first the woman’s walls were too heavy and he was too young and too good to be true etc. Then she began to see what a rare seed he really was. She began to open, to blossom, and to love. Within two weeks they were married and passionately deeply and fully in love. The woman appreciated him in a way she never could have before because of all the pain she had been through and how many bad apples she had snuggled up to at night. They were walking along a beach on their honeymoon and he told her he was leaving- she w

Dream snippet: I am standing over a large underground water system that is extremely polluted. The waterway is full of garbage, plastic and trash of all kinds float down stream. The stream is a volcanic tributary that is heading toward the center of the volcano. I worry, as I stand above the scene, unsure if the fire of the volcano can eliminate this much garbage. I wake feeling concerned about the state of our environment.