First of all, IF what I believe is correct, then I expect to be sent to the waiting room for a while. But once I get in I’ll start getting things ready for those who believe as I do that will be coming along later. For those of you who do not believe…I’ll put in a good word for all of you! But that’s not really what I want to talk about.
I’ve been in Mexico for the last two weeks, having a wonderful time with family and of course Trish. I went to sleep the evening of March 24th prepared for the flight back to Texas the next morning. I was well-rested and relaxed from the last two weeks of beach life and expected to wake up fresh and ready to fly…however, I had an unexpected night that I found both weird and kind of revealing…I think.
Dream 1 – 1 AM – 3/24/23
I’m in an office that is familiar but I’ve never been here before. I can feel, but not see, a storm brewing outside. I have no impending sense of anything but feel the urge to leave and beat the storm. I announce that I am leaving and everyone I pass by as I leave says “Goodbye.”
I am in a car that’s not a car which is also a bike/motorcycle that’s not one of those either. I feel open, as in exposed, to the weather but it’s not causing any discomfort as I have the windows rolled up and the ac/heat turned on. The sky is getting darker as I head towards my destination, which is where I am not sure. I come to an intersection that seems unusually large but I don’t seem surprised by it. The rain is starting to fall but I am not getting wet…and the street looks as though it’s been raining pretty hard already. I turn right onto a street that seems unnecessarily wide and with no lanes apparently. As soon as I turn I see that the road ahead is already covered with water with other vehicles stuck in the flood but people are still trying to pass through…mostly unsuccessfully. I slow down and reconsider even trying it, even though I KNOW my transport can make it through. But isn’t that what everyone thinks? So I turn around to head back into the traffic that’s behind me because that makes sense, doesn’t it? As I do, people pass me and continue on into the raging flood behind me and then I realize…I can hear people calling out for help sounding very helpless. I turn back to see and yes…there are people stuck and reaching out and calling out, in kind of unemotional voices, for help. When I turn back from them to go back away from danger I realize that there are also people strewn along the roadside, perhaps dead, at least passed out, with the water rushing by, through, and over them…nobody’s helping them either…what am I supposed to do?!
Then I wake up…in the dark…Trish is beside me but I don’t want to wake her. I think to myself “That’s not a good dream to have before hopping on an airplane!” My heart is racing a little and I’m sweating a little. I sit up and just try to calm down in the dark…after a bit, I lay back down…I’ve gotta get some sleep.
Dream 2 – 2:10 AM – 3/24/23
I’m on a plane (I guess I’m heading home) with Trish and the rest of “the gang”. I put on headphones and start to listen to music…and drift off to sleep (so now I’m double asleep!). I feel turbulence but it doesn’t really stir me too much. This is good music I’m listening to. Then I feel someone tugging at my shoulder. So I open my eyes…part of the plane is missing. People seem panicked but I can’t hear them because I’ve got my headphones on still. A few people get sucked out of the airplane, terrified as they do. It causes me concern but I don’t get up. Someone (isn’t that the flight attendant?) rushes past me – getting sucked out of the plane. I reach out and grab them. They are going to pull me out too if this seatbelt doesn’t hold. Someone else grabs me as they are flying out of the plane. I hold onto them as well…with the same hand! This seatbelt isn’t going to hold.
Then I wake up…in the dark…Trish is beside me but I don’t want to wake her. I think to myself “That’s not a good dream to have before hopping on an airplane!” I can hear my heart racing in my ears. I calm myself down and just sit there in the dark. Was that a premonition?
Dream 3 – 3AM – 3/24/23
I’m on a plane (I guess I’m heading home) with Trish and the rest of “the gang”. I put on headphones and start to listen to music…and drift off to sleep (so now I’m double asleep!). I feel turbulence but it doesn’t really stir me too much. This is good music I’m listening to. I open my eyes to look at Trish and then…the plane breaks in half right in front of our row! I can’t hear anything except my music. The front of the plane starts racing down to earth, the passengers look pretty terrified. I can see, but not hear them screaming. The back half of the plane seems to be still “flying” but I can tell it’s just momentum that’s holding us up. And it’s not going to last for long. The “plane” starts to tilt to the right and we’re going down now. I say a prayer out loud that seems to calm Trish and some of the people around us.
Then I wake up…in the dark…Trish is beside me but I don’t want to wake her. I think to myself “That’s not a good dream to have before hopping on an airplane!” My heart is kinda pounding in my chest…I feel like I’ve just run a long race. I someone trying to tell me something?
I slow my breathing…and my heart rate. I calm myself down. I ask God “What was THAT all about?!” I don’t feel anxious though. I think to myself, well…if this is it, it’s been a pretty good ride. I’m NOT going to say anything to Trish. If I get any sense of doom at the airport or on the plane then MAYBE I’ll say something. But it’s alright…I’m at peace with this…I am at Peace.
Peace!
