The insomnia has passed. Yay! For a couple of days I had really deep, almost dreamless sleep, but now I think I have made up my lost hours. So, my dreams have returned in vivid detail.

Dream: Water Slide

I was at the top of a slide (going with the flow) looking down. A man was with me. I eagerly jumped down the slide and ended up going so fast that I jumped up over the side and then went up a section backwards. I was not phased by this and went to try again. The man mentioned that the more I practiced the better I would get. My second time around I went down without jumping over the side. I recall the water hitting me in the face making it hard for me to see and going up my nose. When I got to the bottom I went to yet another slide. This one was one of two up high on a wooden platform. I ran up the stairs to the top and looked down. It was a straight drop.

Dream: Marshmallow Trees

The dream seemed then to shift to another scene. This one was magical. It was very vivid and the colors bright like from out of a painting. We were on the water heading toward a place that reminded me of Hawaii. The water shimmered in the moonlight looking purple and blue.

On the island I was with other tourists looking around at everything. I recall my phone being my focus. I wanted to take pictures, specifically of the unique trees that were all over the island. The trees had fruit that looked like giant marshmallows. I picked one and ate it (enjoying the sweetness of life). Sure enough it tasted like marshmallow! I looked around for someone to take a picture of me beneath one of the trees. I asked a woman and she took some shots of me standing beneath the marshmallow laden branches.

A man who looked like a Hawaiian native was staring at me with disapproval in his eyes. I remember asking him about the trees, pointing to a marshmallow fruit that had some green spots on it. He said, “That’s mold (transformation).” I remember thinking that, like all fruit, this fruit must eventually rot and go bad. Nothing lasts forever.

Dream: Fortress Portal

Then I was walking down a white concrete road. As I walked a large, black Lab (on the right path) joined me. He was friendly and I petted him and continued to walk. I came to a very large building that, from the outside, looked like a solid, white concrete wall that went up for several stories. I couldn’t even see the roof. In front of me was the entrance, though, and through the double doors I could see lights and lots of vivid colors.

A woman welcomed me inside along with some others. She was in the kitchen preparing something to eat and behind her was a large, open room that was scattered with various furnishings – tables, lamps, and pianos (need to find my voice). It looked like it was being rearranged. I remember recognizing the space. I had seen it previously with many round, dining tables. It had been an elegant meeting hall of some kind. I said to her, “Weren’t you on a TV show…” She said, “No, I don’t believe so.” A person with me told me not to mention it as the woman was very touchy about the subject.

I observed everyone for a while, watching families seem to tour this very large building which I determined was much more than a mansion. It was a fortress (protection, healing). There were magnificent floor to ceiling, stone archways that led outside to a beautiful garden (growth, stability, potential).

I decided to venture outside into the garden. I remember building up my courage to do so and making certain to wear sunglasses (protection). I noticed as I walked outside there was rubble between the building and the gardens, as if some destruction had occurred. I carefully stepped over jagged, broken slabs of concrete and onto a path into the garden.

Once in the garden I seemed to be observing the others there. At a high point, like a hill, there would appear through a large, golden archway, people seemingly out of the blue. They were coming to visit someone standing on the hill. It was explained to me that these people were both from this person’s past and future. Something about witnessing this caused emotion to build until I was sobbing. The emotion was not grief. Instead it was a sense of relief, as if what I was seeing was proof of the Divine nature of things. It is hard to put into words. As I think of it now, I think I was seeing someone review/view a lifetime or maybe what it might be like for a person after they cross over to the Other Side.

When I woke I knew what I had seen was some kind of portal.

Considerations

All of the dreams were very vividly colored. In fact, that is what I recall the most about them. The colors were so vibrant and memorable. The island dream colors were like something out of a painting or a fairy tale; unrealistic and exaggerated almost. The marshmallows tasted sweet and just like I remember they should taste. The marshmallow trees seemed so real, as if somewhere they actually existed. Can you imagine? Marshmallow fruit? Yum!

Despite all the great dreams I woke up in a depressed mood. I’m not sure why. I mainly just wanted to stay asleep. Sometimes I wish to sleep forever, and this morning was one of those times. My dream activity is just so much more fulfilling than my physical life.