Well, sleep took a little longer last night. 😦

I keep intercepting messages in the in-between about my “chest” both in dreams and the in-between. Last night, I was talking to someone and I kept feeling like an energy would come into my chest from behind and seemingly “take over”. It concerned me and I kept waking up startled. I was reminded of recent Kundalini events where I experienced something like this in my chest, rising up into my head. I felt a distinct shift as I disengaged and another energy took over. I have also felt an energy come in through the back of my neck and then shoot up through my crown resulting in a similar expansion and/or feeling of release to another.

Dream: Hurricane-Tornado

My partner and I traveled to a small town to visit his family. It felt like I was meeting them for the first time. The town was very small, like a hundred people total. We met up with a man and I was introduced. He did not seem to like me much. It felt like he was just cautious of new people in general.

The rest of the family invited me inside their renovated house (self). They had built a second floor on top of the old family home. It resembled the insides of a bus (going with the crowd), very long with a rounded ceiling and small windows. The walls were covered in paneling that reminded me of a mobile home. It seemed like the family was very poor. They were proud of their accomplishments mentioning how they had lived far too long in poor conditions and were happy to finally have the ability to improve things.

I visited the first floor (old self). It was abandoned and everything was covered in dust and cobwebs (unfinished business or repressed emotion). I didn’t stay there long and joined the others upstairs. One of the daughters in the family got a bedroom on the third floor (new aspect being formed) that was not yet complete. I saw the stairs leading up but did not follow others who went up to see it.

While the others were talking I looked out the window. In the distance I noticed a very strange cloud formation. It was swirling and lightning was coming out of it. The lightning was not normal, though. It seemed to pulsate making the cloud look alive. I pointed out the cloud to the family mentioning to the daughter that it seemed like what I had told her was coming true. I told the others about how I had seen this “hurricane” (unexpected, rapid change or pressure to do something unwanted) in a vision and they should all prepare. No one believed me, not even the daughter and she was pregnant (new beginnings)! I urged them to go downstairs to the lower floor to take cover because I knew the hurricane could destroy the upper floor. They all just smiled pointing out the sunny skies around us.

Frustrated, I left and ran back up the road leading into town. I don’t remember for sure but I think I took a bus, but can’t specifically recall one. About a mile up the road I noticed the sky around me was blue and sunny but I could still see the storm looming (attempting to be the observer, to see things from the outside).

A woman passed by with her daughter heading toward town. As they stopped to check to see if I needed assistance a piece of long, copper plumbing pipe (open and receptive to new ideas) passed by on the road. It was like the road was a river (emotion). The woman told the girl, “Grab that pipe!” I inquired about it and she said, “Oh they are all over the place around here.” It felt like they would collect it and sell it.

I headed back to town, worried about the people there. When I arrived the storm was closer and they were starting to worry. I urged them to go to the first floor. I ran to the first floor to hide and for some reason put on a pair of old, dusty house slippers (domesticity, relaxation) that I knew were mine. I had to empty out the dirt and debris before I put them on. Next to my slippers a was a larger pair. Then I went back up again to try and get everyone to follow me. No one did.

Then the storm hit and I could feel the entire top floor lift up and detach. We began to roll and I saw everything turning upside down. We rolled a few times and I somehow got out (able to detach from situation) and saw it from the outside. The upper floor resembled a silver cylinder as it rolled.

I ran down the road seeking shelter because I could see the storm behind me ravaging town. I climbed into a tree nook. Above the tree on a hill I saw something. Turns out it was a women’s center specifically to help women build muscle (strength). I remember seeing the logo as a flexed bicep (lol). I remember seeing an outstretched hand (guidance).

Then the storm was over  and I returned to the town. The family had lost everything and asked where I was. I told them and they were relieved but had never heard of the retreat.

Considerations

I woke with a start from this dream and got immediate reassurance from my guidance that all will be okay. The first things I thought about was a similar dream I had not long ago about a similar looking silver, cylindrical object full of people rolling over and over. Everyone was oblivious to it but me. This dream seemed almost like a repeat of that one.

Storms can represent so many things. This storm was like a hurricane-tornado. Usually I feel to be in the eye of the hurricane, so maybe this time I get swept up in it because I get over involved? The road scene seems to indicate that I am being guided to be the observer as does the part where I exit the rolling mess and take shelter in a women’s refuge to regain my strength. Again, very similar to my other dream except this time I was less upset by it.

So, perhaps October will be ramping up the change. Oh well. Sigh.