Friday, April 13, 2012

The 1st one I remember...

I'm not sure if it was 1992 or 1993.  All I remember is I was in the 7th grade.

The dream started in a hospital.  My Mom was admitted for some reason.  I was in the waiting room with my sisters.  (I only have 1 sister in real life...an older sister).  The new sister, a younger sister, had blonde hair and blue eyes. (My sister and I have brown hair and eyes).  This younger sister also had braces on her legs.  We were waiting for news on my Mom when we decided to go for a walk.  I'm not sure where my older sister went, but the younger sister and I were out in the middle of nowhere.  It appeared to be the country.  There was snow on the ground.  We were surrounded by hills.  The sky was clear and the moon was bright.  We could see for miles.  Far off in the distance we saw a barn with a warm glowing light.  We were able to make our way to the barn and the best way I can describe what was going on... a "hoe down".  There was music and dancing.  People were sitting on hay bales, but soon after we got there everyone was ready to leave.  My sister and I asked for a ride, but it was like we were invisible.  People walked right by us.  No one ever acknowledged we were there.  So as the lights turned off and the last truck pulled away we began to walk again.  I was making my way up a really high hill when suddenly I turned around to help my little sister.  She was gone.  I panicked.  I began to cry.  There I was, alone and cold on a snowy hill.  Then as I looked out across the land I spied a figure.  I thought he was possible a Shepard.  He had one small lamb next to him.  He was glowing blue.  It was as if the shine of the moon was focused directly on him.  I called out for help.  I yelled that my sister was missing.  The very next instant, I was laying face up in the snow and an ice sculpture looking, blue glowing, face of an old man was nose to nose with me.


Then I woke up.  

That's what started it.  That's where it began.  Almost 20 years ago and I've had vivid dream every night since then.

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