Timeline–My Dream 6/19/2010

       I had woken up this morning around 4am and was up for a while because it was storming violently outside: thunder, lightning, the works! It was the most violent/loud storm I have ever seen/heard here in Indiana. I went back to bed around 5am, just praying a little bit, and when I fell back to sleep I had the following dream:

      I was talking on the phone to a friend and she told me, “I buy this special shampoo because the other stuff was bad and it was so expensive. This shampoo has oil in it, and it is also the cheapest kind that you can buy! It’s wonderful, and the oil is so nice.” I remember she told me the brand of it, and it started with a ‘V’ but I cannot recall the name she said. A little later in my dream, I walked into a plain, white room where this friend sat on the bed with her computer. I sat down on the bed with her, and she smiled at me, and again she told me about this ‘special shampoo with the oil in it’, and that it was ‘the cheapest and the best’. I remember thinking, ‘Didn’t she tell me this before’?? I understood though, that even though she called it ‘shampoo’ it was special in some way, and if you used it, it would cover your whole body and it would offer some type of protection (against what/who I do not know) I only know this was impressed upon me.

        The dream changed scenes next. I was being carried through a warehouse-type store with many shelves, food storage, etc. I did not see this man’s face, but he was big and strong, and I felt very safe with him carrying me, and for some reason, this felt totally normal and not at all strange for him to be carrying me through this warehouse. As he walked, carrying me, I was listening to a news broadcaster talking, only I could also see his face if I wanted too (and I don’t know exactly how this was possible, only remember it looked like it was a projection of his image and his voice). The newscaster was giving a very comprehensive ‘timeline’ overview, of when events had happened or would happen. He talked about this summer, and fall, and he said that this oil spill was so devistating, and that people weren’t realizing fully the seriousness/scope of it, but they would in about 3 months. They would either see or begin to see. He next talked about how the government was starting to collapse like dominoes; the ‘left’ and ‘right’ fighting, and it was a stunt to get the people fighting. Finally, he said that there was a massive hurricane that hit Haiti in November, and this would really be important in this chain of events that have begun to happen–he mentioned ‘the events’ began with the oil spill, and things would get worse because we were right on the edge of opening and stepping through a door, and there would be no return. He said we, as a people, as a world, were hurtling towards what was inevitable: war, and great trouble/trials. He said it was essential to have food/water stored because there was famine, and impure water everywhere. People were homeless, and were dying/going to die. The man holding me asked me if I had heard everything, and if I understood it. Once he asked me this, I realized that I had already been told this by the man that had carried me this whole time. I said, “Yes.” Then I woke up.

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