Another Dream of Worms and a Dream of Anointing.

I have had another dream of worms. This time, I dreamed I was looking at myself in the mirror yet again, when I saw two horizontal lines of worms crawling under my skin: one going left the one below it going right. I reached up to my eye and pulled one out. This time, it was black with a little white eye. In this dream, I also went to the doctor and asked if these worms could be transmitted via breast milk to my daughter since I was still nursing and the doctor said yes.

I have no idea what this dream means or any other of the worm dreams I have been having lately. If anyone reads this and can enlighten me I would sure love the help.

The night before I had the last worm dream, I dreamed that I was anointed with golden oil from a white chalice. I don’t remember seeing anyone, but I feel like I was kneeling. I remember seeing the oil come out of the chalice towards my face. I don’t remember feeling it on my face or hair, but woke from the dream knowing that it had covered me.

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Dream of A Bad Spirit Or Out Of Body Experience

I just had a strange thing happen during my nap with my daughter.

Let me preface this experience by saying that during my meditation today, I feel that I went further than I ever have before towards meeting my spirit guide. During meditation, I believe I heard his voice for a second saying something like, “Do you really want to go back and forth…”. That’s all I got was that fragment. Right after that, I saw a narrow mirror come down in front of my face and I thought I saw my own reflection, but it was more like seeing myself only as a man. A man with long straight blonde hair. Also, I think he was smiling and I think he winked at me.

Ever since I have started the mediation with Lillian Eden, I have felt like my crown chakra has been sort of floating on the top of my head. Like I could take it off if I wanted to. I have felt also like my spirit has been trying to leave my body of it’s own accord. I have to admit, I have been looking forward to the part of the meditation where I feel like my body is floating. However, today, I felt not only like I was floating, but also I got very nauseous as well for no apparent reason.  I did some research on out of body experiences and found out that the floating feeling followed by nausea is common when the spirit is trying to rise from the body.

Moving forward to what happened a little while ago: I had laid down with my daughter for our nap. I haven’t been sleeping very well for the past few days. It has been a really light sleep. It was the same for our nap today. I drifted into a dream of being in an upstairs apartment that was roughly L-shaped. It had two walls that were completely windows from floor to ceiling with one bedroom in what seemed to be a living area (the bed was raised above the living room on a loft style platform) and the other around the L-corner in an actual separate room. There was a low bed on the floor in the bedroom on which I had laid down to sleep. I was laying on my back. I began to get the floating/nausea feeling like my spirit was trying to leave my body when a name came into my head. The name was Peter.

Coincidentally (or maybe not), a few years ago, I had been hardcore praying for a man named Peter. I prayed for him for several years without ever meeting him. I felt as though God had put him on my heart, so I prayed and prayed and prayed for him. This man, Peter, whom I prayed for, passed away a few years ago apparently due to a drug overdose. He had been severely and chronically depressed for many years. I found this out after he passed.

In the dream, I felt that this person, Peter, was the same person whom I had prayed for in my waking life. I called out his name softly, “Peter.”. Immediately, I felt as if my body started to spin and I got really hot. I felt as if the heat was coming up through my back and making it’s way towards the front of my body. It came on suddenly like a hot flash. So during the spinning and the sudden heat I saw behind my closed eyes the words, “HE MADE IT. HE MADE IT. HE MADE IT. “. I told him quietly that I wished that I had been able to meet him while he was still alive. I also told him for some reason that I knew he had enjoyed that playground over by his mother’s house when he had been a boy. I kept seeing the words, “HE MADE IT,” being repeated over and over behind my eyes with the addition of, “HE HAS PASSED. HE HAS PASSED,” repeated as well. I felt as though this meant that the man, Peter, whom I thought I was talking to had passed on to the other side and that this entity with whom I was having this experience was not the Peter whom I had prayed for.

The next thing I did, was to tell this spirit, “You must let me go in Jesus’ name” Then the heat got markedly hotter. As if someone had just turned up the dial to “extra hot”. I started to pant in my dream because the heat was burning me. At that point, I came out of my dream and opened my eyes to find that my body really was hot and I was very dizzy and had that floating feeling again. I felt somewhat startled, but not too scared. Right now, I just feel that I had an encounter with some spirit which did not have my best interests at heart. It could be that I had an out of body experience by accident. This has happened before. It happened with the man, Peter, whom I had prayed for.

Dream of Waking To See A Broken Christmas Tree In My Bed

Last night, I dreamt that I was in my bed asleep with my daughter.  I saw everything in my room as it normally is with every detail. I woke up and looked to my right (my daughter sleeps to the right of me) and saw her asleep. I saw the window by the bed and then my gaze drifted down from there to see that there had been one of those little fake Christmas trees sitting on my bed. I wondered how it had gotten on the bed and then noticed that all of the branches had fallen off and were laying on the bed in disarray. The root was still intact, however, and sitting in the stand.

I have been trying to research on the internet what this dream might mean, but I haven’t been able to find anything so far. There isn’t much on dreaming about Christmas trees.

Black and White, Metal Teeth, Vultures, Cats and Several Wars- Dreams

Last night, I had three dreams that I remember.

In the first one, I was with my daughter in a room with a small, rectangular window at the bottom of the wall near the floor. We both laid down on our tummies on the floor to look through the window. It was just large enough to get your arm through. What we saw on the other side were at first some kittens and then some larger cats. My daughter was the first to reach through the window to try and pet the cats. I reached through then and petted a cat that was black and white striped. The cat seemed to like the attention for a minute and then turned it’s face to me and I saw a sneer and then it tried to bite me. I pulled my daughter’s hand back through the window so she wouldn’t get bitten. I then noticed that all the cats didn’t have the regular looking cat teeth. There were lots of little pointed teeth and they looked like they were made of metal. They were very tiny like the size of needles. My daughter and I then got up off the floor. I picked her up and tried to get out of the room, but it was full of her toys and I kept tripping on them trying to get to the door. I never made it out of that room, though I did get close to the door.

The second dream I had is a bit less clear. I remember first there was a factory with some people working in it who felt as if they were slaves. I saw it from the outside and there were what looked like storage silos in a circle formation sitting on top of huge supporting beams. Like the ones that support water towers. It seems that they were making beer or something similar. I think someone told me that the storage tanks held humans and that they humans were slowly disintegrated within the storage tanks above and put into the beer.

The next thing I remember is the storage tanks being lifted off by something that looked like helicopters only a lot larger. I looked up to see the storage tanks suspended in the air by these huge flying machines and the liquid that was in them was spilling out all over everything below. There were also all kinds of carrion birds flocking around the suspended tanks and sitting on them.  They were also flocking down below on the ground wherever the liquid had pooled. In particular, I remember seeing a flock of huge vultures sitting all over the top of one of the suspended storage tanks. They didn’t appear to be eating anything, but they seemed to be waiting for something. One vulture was significantly larger than the others. It was black and white and was staring at me.

In the next dream I remember there was a war. It seemed that this war had been going on for generations. Always a force from another dimension would invade and conquer the people in this world I saw. At first, they came from the water. Some looked naked and some looked frozen. The second invasion came from some people who claimed to be a family, but were really some weird kind of incestuous cult. Finally, there was a redheaded woman who came over from the other side to speak with my father about mounting a final offensive so that the city would not be taken again. My father was hesitant to follow her advice, but she was a general from the next army that was about to invade. The dream ended before I knew if he took her advice. I do, however remember that there were some human sacrifices. I saw some women hanging naked and upside down from trees with their long hair swaying. I remember people running amok in the city and that there was cannibalism. This is all I remember of this dream.

Dream of My Father and Measuring Electromagnetic Bodily Energy

I haven’t been keeping up with my dream journal like I should have. I’ve had some crazy dreams over the past few days, but since I didn’t write them down like I should have I have forgotten them. However, I do remember the one I had yesterday and the one I had last night. So, here they are:

Yesterday, while taking a nap with my daughter, I dreamt of my father. He passed in April of 2011. He was 82. I think he was sitting behind a desk. He was talking to me, but I couldn’t make out what he was saying. It was all garbled. What I do remember is seeing his face and his white hair. I have been trying to find out a way to find out what his message was to me. I’ve had several people tell me that he is still here with me. I’m pretty sure my daughter sees him. 

Last night, I dreamt that I was sitting in a chair and someone was trying to measure my energy by putting their hand to my forehead. That’s really all I remember of that one. 

Dream of My Twin, the Three-Eyed Tiger and the Sorcerer

This dream is going to be hard to describe because it was all over the place and because I am only remembering fragments of it.

I was a twin. I had long coal black wavy-to-straight hair. I seem to have been pretty proud of my hair because there were several times in the dream where I saw myself in the mirror futzing with it. I was young and pretty. My twin looked like me but had light blonde hair.

It seems that she had been dating a man who was some kind of wizard or sorcerer. There was a point in the dream where a narrator was telling a story of a two tigers born a world away: one female, one male. The female had six eyes with one eye having a double eye. That is, in one eye there were two complete eyeballs: white, iris, and pupil. The male had three eyes of which the third, on the forehead in the tradition place of the “third eye”, had the double eyeball. The female tiger cub had died shortly after being born, but the male had survived and was now in the possession of my twin’s wizard/sorcerer boyfriend. The tiger was supposed to be special because it had a spiritual power or had a spirit attached to it. I’m unclear on this point.

I remember being at a school with my twin who, since she had started seeing her boyfriend, was prone to violent outbursts and would seem to become a totally different person. I spent most of the dream protecting her.  At one point, while we were at the school in the bathroom, I was fussing around with my hair and admiring myself in the mirror, when my twin had one of her violent fits. This time, her whole appearance changed. She was hitting me and screaming obscenities. I had to drag her from the bathroom and out of the school. Once we were outside, the school exploded into flames. While we were standing in the parking lot well away from the flames, I saw the three-eyed tiger on the far side of the property watching us and pacing back and forth.

It seems that my twin and I lived in a loft type apartment with a large basement. I took her there after we left the school. I put her to bed and went to look for her boyfriend. I guess I was going to give him the what for, but I’m not really sure. I walked there from our living space. It was a sunny day and I remember seeing all sorts of people sitting on a grassy lawn in front of the place where her boyfriend lived. There had to be 200 sitting on the lawn. I remember thinking that they were all deceived sycophants.

When I got inside, I was again in a bathroom looking at myself in a mirror. There was a window on my right and I saw the tiger walk by it. I don’t remember ever actually finding her boyfriend there, but getting out of the building was quite challenging. I think I was being chased. I think I stole a car and then there ensued a high speed chase on many curvy roads.

What is interesting about this is that I actually saw my face in the mirror. As I’ve stated before, I hardly ever see faces in my dreams. Also, I don’t have any siblings that I am aware of, much less a twin. The twin may represent a different side of my personality.