I was at a meeting last night and was asked if I ask forgiveness for what I dream. Never thought about that. Dreams are not conscious thoughts, but they are in our mind. I have had dreams that I wondered how my mind could think of such evil things. This what he was talking about..ask forgiveness for these types of dreams.
I wrote another blog today, but wanted to write this one on dreams. At the end of my previous blog, I referenced a boat. My September 3rd blog is my "LET GO OF THE BOAT" story. It is not finalized yet. I plan on perfecting it and making it more of a poem. Anyway.....
"Let Go of the Boat" came from a dream I had. Some dreams are good like this one was. Some are bad..like the following...
I was working in a school room cleaning it up. There was a boy and girl there, kind of strange, they were just wandering around the room. I left to go home to eat supper. Everything at home was happy. I didnt want to leave, but I had to to finish cleaning the classroom for the teacher of this room. I got there and layed my purse down and began cleaning. A little boy was sort of helping me. A little girl with dark eyes was just wandering around the room. Three very rough looking teen boys came into the room and were asking me questions. The little boy had to leave, so I walked him out and watched him walk away into the night. I went back and finished cleaning. The little girl (who had on a red dress) was just standing there. The teens were gone. I knoticed my purse was gone. I asked the girl, she just stared. Along with her dark eyes, she had a very angry looking face. I couldnt leave until I found my purse. It had my life in it. (phone, money, credit cards, etc) I went to the office to call my husband..but the phones didnt work. The principal came in, he was dressed very feminime..very flashy. He behaved the same..flashy and very strange. He was no help. The teacher came in and I talked to her, but she ignored me. Adults came in without children. I thought these were parents of her students. They looked like they were in a trance. They sat at the small desks. THESE WERE HER STUDENTS! The teens came in and told me they took my purse and I had to find it. Then they were gone. I went into the next classroom and it was a dorm type room with beds and dressers and a bathroom. Very deranged students lived in this room. They all left, so I started searching for my purse. The bathroom was filthy. I pulled out drawers to the dressers and nightstands...all the drawers were upside down and empty!! There was a separate little room at the back of the big room. I started into the room, when a child said, "That's Otis's room. He will kill you" Otis wasn't in it, so I went in and found my purse on his dirty bed. I ran out of that school and down the sidewalk. AWAKE!! This disturbed me. Why would I dream that??
A dream about evil people. disturbed evil people. Scary.
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