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Okay, so since I got some interesting feedback from the dream I posted previously, I thought I would post another one and see what you all think of this one. This is more recent - this past summer.
I dreamed that my two sisters and I were going hiking on a trail along with a woman I know who is over 100 years old. Though in real life this woman is no relation to us, in my dream she was supposed to be our great-grandmother. Also with us was this woman's real-life grandson, Joe, who is in his fifties. But he wasn't supposed to be related to the rest of us in the dream...
After climbing up a very steep path up a mountain through the woods, we finally came to a bit of a clearing where there was a circular stone wall for seating.The old woman was obviously very grateful for a chance to sit down (the poor lady!). Some of us did, too.
After resting, my sisters and I decided to go back down the mountain a bit to where there was supposed to be a river. We found it and watched the water for a little while, before I discovered that the water wasn't actually going downhill... It was just circulating with a large water pump... The whole thing was fake!
Joe showed up then and we asked him what happened to our "great-grandmother" (his real-life grandmother). He said she didn't want to leave the stone wall to come see the river, so he chained her up so she wouldn't wander away while we were gone...!
Obviously, this shocked the rest of us and we were very angry at him. We immediately headed back up hill to where we left her only to discover that the part of the wall she had been sitting on was now knocked over and there were large lion paw prints leading from it to dense grass nearby! There were also humongous bird tracks!
The man said he'd follow the lion tracks while my sisters and I stood around and tried to convince ourselves that the tracks were already there earlier and our "great-grandmother" just wandered away somehow. We also agreed that Joe should be arrested for chaining her up.
After awhile, Joe emerged from the forest... dragging along a very pale mountain lion! It didn't seem very happy... We were again shocked and angry at Joe for bringing the lion to us! The lion lion sniffed the general area where our "great-grandmother" had been and licked its chops...
My sisters suddenly fell to the ground and then a harp began playing somewhere. It was a beautiful repetitive tune that was almost mesmerizing. It occurred to me that I had also heard it last time I saw our "great-grandmother"...
I got out my phone and desperately tried to call for help. I don't know if I even got anyone, but I talked on and on as if someone was listening. While making the phone call, I wandered away from the stone wall and climbed a tree for safety. But then I realized I had left my sisters laying on the ground! When I returned, no one was in sight... I knew the white mountain lion had gotten them.
Suddenly, the harp began playing again somewhere and I knew it meant the lion was returning and coming for me! I tried to run away, but I could barely move. Everything started going dark, and then I woke up with the harp still playing in my head.
In fact, I remembered the tune enough to write it out and elaborate on it, as you can hear here.
Thoughts? This one wasn't quite as vivid as the last I posted, but I still woke up wondering "What was that all about?".
Obviously, if there is any meaning behind it, asking God is the best way to understand. At the same time, your comments at least give me some possibilities to consider.
I dreamed that my two sisters and I were going hiking on a trail along with a woman I know who is over 100 years old. Though in real life this woman is no relation to us, in my dream she was supposed to be our great-grandmother. Also with us was this woman's real-life grandson, Joe, who is in his fifties. But he wasn't supposed to be related to the rest of us in the dream...
After climbing up a very steep path up a mountain through the woods, we finally came to a bit of a clearing where there was a circular stone wall for seating.The old woman was obviously very grateful for a chance to sit down (the poor lady!). Some of us did, too.
After resting, my sisters and I decided to go back down the mountain a bit to where there was supposed to be a river. We found it and watched the water for a little while, before I discovered that the water wasn't actually going downhill... It was just circulating with a large water pump... The whole thing was fake!
Joe showed up then and we asked him what happened to our "great-grandmother" (his real-life grandmother). He said she didn't want to leave the stone wall to come see the river, so he chained her up so she wouldn't wander away while we were gone...!
Obviously, this shocked the rest of us and we were very angry at him. We immediately headed back up hill to where we left her only to discover that the part of the wall she had been sitting on was now knocked over and there were large lion paw prints leading from it to dense grass nearby! There were also humongous bird tracks!
The man said he'd follow the lion tracks while my sisters and I stood around and tried to convince ourselves that the tracks were already there earlier and our "great-grandmother" just wandered away somehow. We also agreed that Joe should be arrested for chaining her up.
After awhile, Joe emerged from the forest... dragging along a very pale mountain lion! It didn't seem very happy... We were again shocked and angry at Joe for bringing the lion to us! The lion lion sniffed the general area where our "great-grandmother" had been and licked its chops...
My sisters suddenly fell to the ground and then a harp began playing somewhere. It was a beautiful repetitive tune that was almost mesmerizing. It occurred to me that I had also heard it last time I saw our "great-grandmother"...
I got out my phone and desperately tried to call for help. I don't know if I even got anyone, but I talked on and on as if someone was listening. While making the phone call, I wandered away from the stone wall and climbed a tree for safety. But then I realized I had left my sisters laying on the ground! When I returned, no one was in sight... I knew the white mountain lion had gotten them.
Suddenly, the harp began playing again somewhere and I knew it meant the lion was returning and coming for me! I tried to run away, but I could barely move. Everything started going dark, and then I woke up with the harp still playing in my head.
In fact, I remembered the tune enough to write it out and elaborate on it, as you can hear here.
Thoughts? This one wasn't quite as vivid as the last I posted, but I still woke up wondering "What was that all about?".
Obviously, if there is any meaning behind it, asking God is the best way to understand. At the same time, your comments at least give me some possibilities to consider.
