Dream Journal Series

It has definitely been a while since my last dream entry. That alone reminds me that these dreams are not something I can simply schedule. They come when they come. They are not something I control. And when they do come, they can be odd. Vivid. Sometimes confusing. But I've learned not to dismiss them simply because they don't make sense to me immediately. I would rather look at them symbolically and bring what I see before Yah, allowing Scripture to help me discern what may be being revealed. This latest dream was definitely one of those dreams. The Dream I found myself inside a huge theatre. It felt like I had come to watch a stage play, and there were lots of people everywhere. I was there with what I understood in the dream to be my "family." The strange thing was that I didn't actually know these people in real life. Yet in the dream, they felt like family. There was one particular family member—a woman who was beautiful. This is where the dream became extre...

 Recently, I had a dream that stayed with me long after I woke up, not because I fully understood it, but because I felt it. I was walking down a long back road, surrounded by other people. There were trees on both sides and a stretch of street ahead of us, like we were all heading somewhere, but no one was rushing. It felt like a journey, quiet, steady, and in-between. As I continued walking, something unusual began to happen. Clear, plastic-like objects started falling from the sky. They weren’t dropping fast; they floated down slowly, almost gently. I remember feeling like I needed one, like it was important. So I positioned myself to catch one. Not everyone caught one. But I did. When I held it in my hands, I studied it closely, turning it, trying to understand what it was. It was clear, with a rubbery texture. At first, I thought it might be a vest, and that thought made me feel like maybe a flood was coming, like this was something meant for protection, even if I didn’t fully...

  The Dream In this dream, I was at the home of a man I once shared a deep emotional connection with. There was familiarity, comfort, recognition, and a sense of shared history. At moments, we were smiling, happy to see one another, as if nothing had been lost between us. I noticed areas of contrast on his skin—lighter patches against darker skin—particularly near his inner thigh. In the dream, I knew what I was seeing. It resembled vitiligo , white patches where pigment was absent. I wasn’t afraid or repulsed. I was simply aware. It stood out, exposed, and visible. There were children present, as if he were babysitting, and people were coming to pick them up. I was helping him—moving alongside him while life continued around us. At one point, another man stood in front of me, wanting to talk to me—showing interest—but my attention did not linger there. The scene shifted. The man I was with suddenly became mean toward me. I sensed something was bothering him. When I asked ...

  The Dream I honestly can’t say whether this was a dream or something else entirely. It blurred the line between sleep and waking in a way I had never experienced before. That afternoon, I became suddenly and overwhelmingly sleepy—the kind of heaviness that feels physical, as if gravity itself were pulling me down. The moment I lay back (which is unusual for me, since I rarely sleep on my back), I slipped under immediately. The next thing I knew, my eyes were open—but I could not move. Not a finger. Not my tongue. Not even a deeper breath than the shallow one I was already taking. It felt like being trapped inside my own body. In front of me appeared a flickering silhouette—not a shape I could name or a figure I could identify. It was color and light, shimmering like something alive yet undefined. It hovered above me, close enough that I was aware of it, but far enough that I could not make sense of it. When I tried to move, I felt sudden, absolute pressure around ...

  The Dream When I dream, it can be difficult to understand—and sometimes even harder to explain. There are moments when I question whether a dream means anything at all. In this dream, everything began instantly. As soon as I fell asleep, I was dreaming. I saw giant, robot-like beings in the streets. They were massive, round in form, from their heads to their bodies and arms. They had no legs. Instead, they hovered, floating and gliding through the air. Whatever they were, they felt unnatural. Chaos filled the streets. These beings were demolishing everything in their path. People were screaming, running, and desperately trying to survive. I noticed a man wearing a lab coat, holding a file. He was hiding among debris, trying not to be seen. I screamed at him, asking what we needed to do. He looked terrified, panicked for his life, and said only one word: “Run.” Then the scene shifted. I found myself in an entirely white place—so white that I couldn’t tell where the...

  One night, I dreamed I was getting married in a small building. A tall man stood beside me—my groom, I assumed—but I couldn’t see his face. Perhaps I wasn’t meant to. I only saw his back, dressed in a black suit. I was wearing a white dress. I then realized I was standing on a wobbling chair, my arms stretched out as if I were walking a tightrope in a circus—trying to keep my balance. Suddenly, the man grabbed my arm, and I became still. That was it. Reflection I have never forgotten this dream. I remember it with clarity, as if it happened just last night. At the time, I believed it was a sign that I would soon be married—or that God was showing me the marriage meant for me. From that point on, every man I met made me wonder if he could be “the one.” I believe God does reveal glimpses of the future. But looking back, I now ask different questions. Was God showing me something He desired—or something I would choose? Was it a promise, or a preview of a decisio...

In this dream, I found myself in a bathroom. I looked over and noticed the tub; it was filled with the most beautiful water I had ever seen. The water looked so pure and blue, like it had no impurities. The water rippled a little, but I couldn’t take my eyes off it. Suddenly, I was lifted and submerged headfirst into the water. Surprisingly, I had no fear; it was done with care, as if someone had placed me under gently and brought me up gently. Each time I came up, I found myself higher than before. This happened three times. Each time I was submerged in the water, I rose higher. The third time, when I realized how high I had been lifted, I became afraid. Out of fear, I brought myself down using the wall and ran out of the bathroom. When I ran out, the scene changed. I was suddenly outside, at night, and two dogs ran up to me as if they were going to attack. But they didn’t; they only barked. I turned around to go back into the door I left from—to return to the bathroom. But when I...

  The Dream This dream unfolded in three connected scenes, each carrying its own emotion. Someone from my past arrived at my home. I felt genuinely happy to see him, as if a familiar energy had returned. I offered him clean clothes, and he washed up, as though he needed a moment to reset. The atmosphere felt warm, inviting, and safe. Then the scene shifted. My grandbaby approached him, hugging and kissing him as if they had known each other for years. In real life, they have never met, yet in the dream there was an immediate bond—innocent, pure, and unexpected. In the background, I noticed my ex-husband sitting alone in a chair in the backyard. He wasn’t angry or upset. He was simply there—present, yet separate and distant. Reflection This dream didn’t feel like it was about reclaiming someone or losing someone. Instead, it felt like a mirror—revealing what’s behind me, what I’m allowing into my life now, and what no longer belongs within my inner world. Scripture Connect...

  Dream Six: God's Heavenly Wonders The Dream Once again, I found myself out in the world when I suddenly heard the Emergency Alert System — the same one cities test at the beginning of each month. But this time, instead of the usual voice calmly saying, “This is just a test,” I heard a woman’s voice saying, “This is not a test.” The sirens grew louder, and people around me began to panic. The sky shifted into a strange, deep orange. It frightened me because the last time I saw the sky look like that in real life, a tornado was approaching. That was my exact thought inside the dream  — “Is a tornado coming?”  I soon realized it wasn't a tornado, but I knew within the dream that something eventful was about to take place. Then the scene changed. I saw my mom holding these shiny purple hearts in her hands — so many that she could barely hold them all. Meanwhile, my youngest son said he needed to go somewhere, and that upset me. I remember thinking, “At a time like...

  Dream Five: Kingdom Spouse in the Streets The Dream I dreamed I was outside in a city, standing near a busy street. And then — I saw him… standing in the middle of the road as if he were preaching, trying to get people’s attention. Cars rushed past him, but he didn’t move. His posture was steady, focused, unshaken. I called out to him because it didn’t seem safe for him to be in the street like that. When he turned and looked at me, he didn’t speak, but his eyes said everything: “I got this.” In that moment, something about the way he looked at me felt close, as if there was an unspoken understanding between us. I called out to him in a way that felt natural, familiar — like how a wife might call out to her husband when she’s worried. He answered with that silent assurance, and then I woke up, still holding onto the feeling, wondering — not like the last time — Lord, what did that dream mean? Scripture “Go out quickly into the streets and lanes of the city…” — Luke 14:21 ...