Earthquake in Class

I had multiple dreams last night, but one stands out from the rest.

The one I want to talk about is one about an earthquake.

I was in a Science class. It was a large class, much bigger than a normal high school room, and it was part of a house. The teacher was a man and we were all at our lab tables. (This is probably because of my daughter talking about her new chemistry teacher yesterday.) There was a TV screen in the front of the room playing a film silently. The earth started to rumble and at first I thought it may have been a bulldozer or something outside shaking the foundation, but soon I realized it was a massive earthquake. The quake lasted for 5 minutes or so. Students started moving around looking for where they should stand, squat, or whatever. I went to the door frame before any one else. The teacher was not helpful and played it off as no big deal. There was no damage done to the class; it was simply a rolling shake that felt like vibrations under your feet. The walls trembled, but nothing fell. I looked up at the screen where I saw that our film had switched over to the news, and though still silent, it showed a map that clearly showed San Fransisco and other parts of California away from the main land. There was a crack that ran down the side of California. I imagined the land sinking into the ocean, though the screen did not show that. I just kept looking at the map, and feeling the rumble, wondering how long it would last, and how much of California would be gone.

That was the end.

Yesterday on my walk I noticed that some cracks in the asphalt trail that I walk on had deepened. I hadn't been on that trail for a while. Since then we have had a small earthquake in a town about an hour south. The cracks have always been on parts of the trail... but I could swear that they grew over the weeks. I hadn't thought any further about it even a few minutes after I saw them on the walk. But in my mind of biblical prophecy I know that greater earthquakes are coming, so my dreaming mind must have latched on to that thought and played it out in a story. Who knows how accurate my map will be... but I was thankful that there was no damage in my classroom.

If we look at it metaphorically... My foundations are being shaken, but my learning is not injured, nor is my person, and I am first to seek safety.
:-)

This Side of the Wall

In my dream last night I was on another tour, in a bus, with a group. We had sandwiches but gave them all to the restaurant for them to put at the table after our tour stop. When we got to the table we had icky looking TV dinners instead of our sandwiches. I didn't like that. There was a waitress that was offering broccoli and mashed potatoes and muffins. I said, "yes please".  I got a bad look from our tour guide. It was going to cost extra. I didn't care.

Anyway, following dinner I took off with just my professor and my son and my childhood dog, Biscuit.  He took us down a street (that resembled a street from my teenage years on VAFB)  to his house. We had to come into the house from a hole under the baby grand piano stool. I forget what we came in for but we had to go back out the same way. Dale (my professor) went first, then I lowered my son down and then I came. We were traveling along a road in Israel. I pointed out the ruins of an ancient wall. He commended me for noticing. Then I noticed beyond the wall was like another planet, or like our planet after a serious disaster. The land was like charcoal and was all angled mountains, like an earthquake had moved the grand-canyon sideways. At this point we were walking right along the edge of the charred wasteland. I let my dog go and she ran into the wasteland on the other side of the wall. Dale was very concerned, but I told him that she would come back. The ground in the char-coaled area was dusty. Only a few seconds after she had gone in, my dog came running around the wall and I grabbed her.

The scene changed a little and the wasteland side of the road was now a school.

I was walking with my family (perhaps it was a whole other dream...?). To our right there was a ramp with tons of parents on it waiting to go in the school to get their kids. Up ahead was another entrance, less crowded.

We walked towards it. By the time we got to that entrance the ramp was nearly empty and our entrance was more crowded. There was a strange vibe in the air. It was hectic but you weren't allowed to panic. It was bad, but no one was acting like it.

I know I read a lot yesterday about the Great Tribulation, so perhaps that's why the doomsday theme.

I'm not sure of any solid meaning.  

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I'm back

Well, I'm home from my vacation.

I had absolutely NO time to journal during the 'tour' part of the trip. wake up calls were set at 5:45. CRAZY.

But I did dream some quite interesting dreams. I only remember basics since I didn't write anything down.

The first night I had one where my friend Olivia puked in a garage, and we both cleaned it up together.

The second night I had one where my daughter and I were riding bikes down a hill and listening to a heavy metal song discussing the lyrics and how they were searching for God.

Four or 5 days ago I had one where my professor was examining my breasts.

A few days before that I had one where I was driving a bus and the breaks were not working, but I drove up into a park on a hill and we stopped.

And I had another where I was with my Swell Sister's in a van and stopped at a shabby chic convention, all in 50's style dresses. There were cats there using the toilet. I took off my dress and went to put it back on in-side-out and found that I needed to do pattern work on it. I started working on it and a large burly mountain man came to help me (a character from a book I was reading). He did the pattern for me, but to my horror when I came to check on him he had thrown away the 'good' part of the pattern too. I was so upset, cause I had to turn it in at college the next day, and now I'd have to start over.

The first dream... I think was because Olivia and I were talking the day before I left. She is opening up in new ways... some messy. :-)
The second dream rings of a conversation my daughter and I had about a week after I dreamed it, about my husband (ex- heavy metal rocker) and his struggles. We are both on bikes because it's our own 'personal' journey, but we were together because we are together in this journey. We both deal with the same things with him. (We had a very trying trip with him, due to another love interest of my daughter's that she met on the trip.)

The third dream really bothered me the first few days after I had it. I had a hard time understanding it.It was awkward and of course I didn't want to think of my professor that way.  Then the last day of the tour my professor came up to me (in real life) and explained how he had been watching my husband and I on the trip and how he admired our parenting and our marriage. I immediately thought of the dream and how breasts symbolize motherhood.  He had been examining my mothering... not really my boobs. :-)

The other two dreams both had buses (not unusual, since I basically lived on a bus for the past week and a half). We saw tons of stray cats on our trip, all over Jordan and Israel. ... and other wise I'm not sure of any meaning.