Post by Del on Feb 15, 2008 12:01:38 GMT -5
I found the dream board...
Anyway, I began posting my dream and then he page reset on me, so I lost everything.....I am so mad.
1st dream: Coveted:
My grandmother {not the one's in this world} took me to this sacred stone area and decided to put me into a deep slumber to protect me from this Druid that wanted to create a very strong bloodline. I was the last of my race, and his son was the last of his race {that could produce chldren}, and since there was a war going on, many people died, twice dwindling numbers on both sides. I remember, at the young age {7-8yers} tha my father promised me to someone bu said that my heart would choose first {soemthing like that], but I knew at the time that things were goig bad because my parents were killed in the war and my grandmother was all I had left. So she placed me on this slab and said that i would be protected for a long time until it was time for me to wake. She also said she's guard me. Then, there was this obelisk not too far from the slab I was resting on, that began o glow a soft green, and the druid was franed in it, from some other place. He laughed at my grandmother, saying tha now he has me and will wait for the right time to have me help his son. So I was transported by him to where ever he was andmy grandmother was in shock that she didn't know what else to do or the power to get me back. So she wept and ended up dying shortly after.
The druid placed me on a stone slab in another chamber, away from his son's chamber and left. A few decades later I grew to the age I am now {22ish-24-ish int he dream...I will be 24 this year} and woke up to an unfamiliar place. I remembered my grandmother talling me what to do after I woke up, but I didn't see her nor did I recognize the place. I go down fro he slab and looked around, noting the amoun of books that were scattered everywhere. So I picked up a reandom, leather bound, dusty old book and opened it to read and get some info. at first I didn't recognize the language because i was an old one, but then the words began to fizz and fade a little before clearing up. Then I read it. It spoke of the war, at how there were only few fertile women that could carry a certain kind of child for the survival of any race. {like being a master key to a house} I dropped the book and realized where I was, beginning to look for a way out. I then heard voices, and realized they were coming from this heavy blanket or whatever was behind it. So I pulled it down and saw that it was the same obelisk that I saw when I was younger and with my gandmother. I also saw five warriors/kngihts, that were assessing the area, trying to figure out waht happend to m grandmother and to me. I saw her lying near the slab I was once on, with her arms across her chest, likea mummy would have them. Then I remember oogling just one of the guys that were there and realized that he was jsut very differnt fromt he rest he surrounded himself with, And I hadn't realized that they noticed me watching them.
Then the dream gets fuzzy...I managed to puch a journal over to their side through the obelisk, and try to go through myself when they realize the druids plan, then the Duird stalks in and ppulls me away...Then it changes to his son chasing me. I get away with the help of an 'apparition' of a woman that was of the moon. {i saw a cresent moon slightly behind her face}*_End Dream_*
I also remember when I was 21, I was approached by what I thought to be, the incubi, to be their minion. I dreamt of them cmoing to me, asking me to help them, and provide for them a gateway into the realm of the material {today's world}. I interpreted the dream and though I was wrong so I asked a priest with an unbiased POV and he simply said that they want you to be their minion to create life for them...and I said I wasn't interested, so I turned down their offer.
A couple of months ago, I dreamt of something similar. There was this old...very old being/man, that asked me to help save his race. I asked Shadow about it but he's been real busy, which is understandable. Firt, this being wanted to see if I could recognize him as he truly was and to see if I would be loyal to him if I had agreed. I passed his 'test' so to speak and that's when he indulged in telling me about his dying race and how only a 'fertile' woman would save his kind.
And each time I have dream like this, there's that underlying higher powers that be that whispers 'fertile mother'.
They only became moe frequent or louder, after I did a service for a family...and I ended up preparing wo souls from myself, a female and a male. There was this huge ceremony upon their creation and in her parting {since she will not be born of me} I was approached by another being of sorts, but I don't rememebr clearly what happened {this was sometime in Novemeber of 2007}.
So, my daughter is now 'aware' {only being 3months into conception} and my son is silently waiting his time {which I hope is no time soon}, and their guardians are back and forth between me and them.
I even thought tha this was some deep desire to have kids at an early age, and although i entertain the idea when I see cute and cuddly babies on the train and the bus, I don't want any right now. I am enjoying life too much right now.
The Tua De Dhanna:
Well not much may be known about them but hey are real, I kid you not.
First, yesterday I was fixing tea, and before the tea kettle began to whistle {I really don't like ot hear it whistle so I don't let it get that far} I heard a flute playing, an irish fiddle, and it sounded like a wind chime/whistle...very clear and pristine.
And last night, after my dream changed, I was in a hotel with my family, we went on a trip somewhere, and there was this woman that came in, selling these very interesting clothes {one of a kind}. I didn't have money to spend so I couldn't really buy anything, until I saw this purple and green long sleeved dress. It was very nice, and cost 23 dollars she said. So as she was packing her stuff, because she thought we weren't going to buy, my mother said ot me 'Here, use your wishing coins to pick somehing', and I told her that I didn't have any. She said that everyone had some and held out this trinket that smelled of magic. It opened up and these coins started to grow out of it {it was like a heart box with a gold chain and pink beads}. So picked up a hand full and looked strangel at them. Then, this leprechaun started to play his horn and as the music played, things started to get fuzzy and dreamy, and my mother said make your wish, and I began o think about the dream prior, and about the certain warrior that caught my attention, and said with my heart that I wanted to go back to the time of magic, but vocally said the 20th century, and then I vocall corrected myself and said out loud what my heart said, and as I did, the coins began to turn to dust and dissolve into my right hand...
Anyway, I began posting my dream and then he page reset on me, so I lost everything.....I am so mad.
1st dream: Coveted:
My grandmother {not the one's in this world} took me to this sacred stone area and decided to put me into a deep slumber to protect me from this Druid that wanted to create a very strong bloodline. I was the last of my race, and his son was the last of his race {that could produce chldren}, and since there was a war going on, many people died, twice dwindling numbers on both sides. I remember, at the young age {7-8yers} tha my father promised me to someone bu said that my heart would choose first {soemthing like that], but I knew at the time that things were goig bad because my parents were killed in the war and my grandmother was all I had left. So she placed me on this slab and said that i would be protected for a long time until it was time for me to wake. She also said she's guard me. Then, there was this obelisk not too far from the slab I was resting on, that began o glow a soft green, and the druid was franed in it, from some other place. He laughed at my grandmother, saying tha now he has me and will wait for the right time to have me help his son. So I was transported by him to where ever he was andmy grandmother was in shock that she didn't know what else to do or the power to get me back. So she wept and ended up dying shortly after.
The druid placed me on a stone slab in another chamber, away from his son's chamber and left. A few decades later I grew to the age I am now {22ish-24-ish int he dream...I will be 24 this year} and woke up to an unfamiliar place. I remembered my grandmother talling me what to do after I woke up, but I didn't see her nor did I recognize the place. I go down fro he slab and looked around, noting the amoun of books that were scattered everywhere. So I picked up a reandom, leather bound, dusty old book and opened it to read and get some info. at first I didn't recognize the language because i was an old one, but then the words began to fizz and fade a little before clearing up. Then I read it. It spoke of the war, at how there were only few fertile women that could carry a certain kind of child for the survival of any race. {like being a master key to a house} I dropped the book and realized where I was, beginning to look for a way out. I then heard voices, and realized they were coming from this heavy blanket or whatever was behind it. So I pulled it down and saw that it was the same obelisk that I saw when I was younger and with my gandmother. I also saw five warriors/kngihts, that were assessing the area, trying to figure out waht happend to m grandmother and to me. I saw her lying near the slab I was once on, with her arms across her chest, likea mummy would have them. Then I remember oogling just one of the guys that were there and realized that he was jsut very differnt fromt he rest he surrounded himself with, And I hadn't realized that they noticed me watching them.
Then the dream gets fuzzy...I managed to puch a journal over to their side through the obelisk, and try to go through myself when they realize the druids plan, then the Duird stalks in and ppulls me away...Then it changes to his son chasing me. I get away with the help of an 'apparition' of a woman that was of the moon. {i saw a cresent moon slightly behind her face}*_End Dream_*
I also remember when I was 21, I was approached by what I thought to be, the incubi, to be their minion. I dreamt of them cmoing to me, asking me to help them, and provide for them a gateway into the realm of the material {today's world}. I interpreted the dream and though I was wrong so I asked a priest with an unbiased POV and he simply said that they want you to be their minion to create life for them...and I said I wasn't interested, so I turned down their offer.
A couple of months ago, I dreamt of something similar. There was this old...very old being/man, that asked me to help save his race. I asked Shadow about it but he's been real busy, which is understandable. Firt, this being wanted to see if I could recognize him as he truly was and to see if I would be loyal to him if I had agreed. I passed his 'test' so to speak and that's when he indulged in telling me about his dying race and how only a 'fertile' woman would save his kind.
And each time I have dream like this, there's that underlying higher powers that be that whispers 'fertile mother'.
They only became moe frequent or louder, after I did a service for a family...and I ended up preparing wo souls from myself, a female and a male. There was this huge ceremony upon their creation and in her parting {since she will not be born of me} I was approached by another being of sorts, but I don't rememebr clearly what happened {this was sometime in Novemeber of 2007}.
So, my daughter is now 'aware' {only being 3months into conception} and my son is silently waiting his time {which I hope is no time soon}, and their guardians are back and forth between me and them.
I even thought tha this was some deep desire to have kids at an early age, and although i entertain the idea when I see cute and cuddly babies on the train and the bus, I don't want any right now. I am enjoying life too much right now.
The Tua De Dhanna:
Well not much may be known about them but hey are real, I kid you not.
First, yesterday I was fixing tea, and before the tea kettle began to whistle {I really don't like ot hear it whistle so I don't let it get that far} I heard a flute playing, an irish fiddle, and it sounded like a wind chime/whistle...very clear and pristine.
And last night, after my dream changed, I was in a hotel with my family, we went on a trip somewhere, and there was this woman that came in, selling these very interesting clothes {one of a kind}. I didn't have money to spend so I couldn't really buy anything, until I saw this purple and green long sleeved dress. It was very nice, and cost 23 dollars she said. So as she was packing her stuff, because she thought we weren't going to buy, my mother said ot me 'Here, use your wishing coins to pick somehing', and I told her that I didn't have any. She said that everyone had some and held out this trinket that smelled of magic. It opened up and these coins started to grow out of it {it was like a heart box with a gold chain and pink beads}. So picked up a hand full and looked strangel at them. Then, this leprechaun started to play his horn and as the music played, things started to get fuzzy and dreamy, and my mother said make your wish, and I began o think about the dream prior, and about the certain warrior that caught my attention, and said with my heart that I wanted to go back to the time of magic, but vocally said the 20th century, and then I vocall corrected myself and said out loud what my heart said, and as I did, the coins began to turn to dust and dissolve into my right hand...