Finally some memorable dreams last night. The first seems like a premonition, but it is hard to say if it is of an actual even or symbolic. The last appears to be dreamwork and typical of the kind of dreams I have when I am sorting through issues that need to be addressed.

Dream: Flood

A storm was coming. It was all over the news and weather channels. Heavy rain was coming to the south. We were being told to prepare for power outages and flooding. I remember thinking I should save water wherever I could – the bathtub, in containers, in water bottles. I also remember thinking that no matter how much water I saved we would eventually run out if power was not restored quickly enough.

I recall walking around inside a house as I was listening to the reports and listening to the rain falling outside. There is memory of seeing the water rising around a railroad track and seeing it continue to rise to the rooftops of some houses. I thought that I would be fine if I put all my things on the second floor and remember seeing myself doing this. I also saw a map of Texas and all of the lower half of the state near the coasts completely under water.

I was talking to someone I know, female I think, about her driving north to avoid the floods. For some reason it felt like I was there waiting out the rains. There is memory of someone telling me the water would recede after 2 days.

Dream: Investment Conference in Georgia

I woke up briefly and returned to sleep and back to the map portion of the dream. I shifted focus and descended to the southeastern U.S. I was traveling with a group to a conference in the state of Georgia. I remember knowing he would be there and being especially nervous and fidgety.

The place we ended up was a restaurant/conference hall. It felt to be outside yet inside at the same time. We were seated at a round table with white linens and a fancy setup. The group I was with were reassuring. The person who seated us seemed to know that he would also be there and was asking me questions about how I felt about it. I remember sitting and facing forward as if in a daze as I watched the other participants gathering. I replied to her that I was “okay”.

We were then served wholesome food made from organic ingredients. The main dish was lasagna.

As the conference was beginning I saw him arrive but I never saw his face. I heard his voice and located him quite quickly. He sat with his back to me at another table. This I knew he did purposefully to avoid eye contact with me. He knew I was going to be there just as much as I knew he would be there.

As I watched the back of his head I began to feel a strong panic response. It was as if the lady was asking me questions about how I felt all over again. The feeling increased and I felt a bit nauseous. I told her, “I can’t see him again. It will kill me.” Yet at the same time I desperately wanted him to turn around, acknowledge me and come talk to me. My main recollection of feeling here was intense grief and heartsickness. The panic was in response to fear of that feeling returning and the devastation it caused.

This song was in my head during this time:

I decided to focus on something else and began talking to a young girl seated next to me. Something she said made me laugh and it felt good. I hoped he could hear my laughter. I remembered that he preferred not to interact with me when I was unbalanced. A thought crossed my mind then that to be that way all the time was impossible because I am human. It seemed to me that he rejected my human side and I felt defeated by this realization.

The next thing I recall is him being gone. I inquired about his whereabouts and someone said he had left with a woman. I saw her in my mind – older than me, light hair and very large breasts. I was instantly concerned. The lady said, “Don’t worry. They just went to eat somewhere else. Just around the corner.” She motioned to just up the road. I looked and saw dense trees typical of the northern GA landscape and a two lane road winding through them.

I got up and went to the edge of the conference area. Someone came up to me and asked me about the conference. Was I interested in what was being discussed? This is when I learned it was about investment and finance. I told her I already knew enough and hoped she would not be insulted if I walked out when the discussion began.

For the remainder of the conference I walked the perimeter of the location. There was a giant tree with knotted, exposed, massive roots. I climbed up on them and sat down, looking in the direction I was told he had gone and lost in my own thoughts. Sitting on the tree roots was comforting as was being far from the group at the conference.

After a while someone approached me and handed me a partially eaten plate of lasagna, asking, “Don’t you want to finish this?” I said, “I’m not hungry.” I walked back to the gathering which had now concluded and watched as the cook prepared for the next group.

The cook was an older woman. She seemed to be giving a demonstration of how she cooked. In front of her was a very large sweet potato, the size of a melon. In awe of its size, I commented on it. She scowled and told me only the ripest ones were picked and the others left to mature in the fertile soil. Then she cut it into quarters.

I watched as other participants began to arrive. One group came in a large, black SUV. They were all Asian and didn’t speak English. I was the last of my group and they were calling me to the car. I lingered and watched the others, wanting an excuse to stay.

Considerations

When I woke the dream was still fresh on my mind. This song was going through my head:

Hearing the song made me a little angry as did the last dream.

The first dream seems to indicate that a period of high emotion is on its way. The fact that it floods the first floor of a house symbolizes that it will impact me on a soul level, the “base” level of my personality and life path. Flood waters can be a cleansing force, coming through and clearing out the unwanted, and unneeded. Traveling north may symbolize finding my “true north”. So perhaps this flood of emotion will help me recognize something about my purpose and direction in life? Whatever the message, there was a specific time period of 2 days indicated.

The second dream seems to be a fear-base, release dream. Perhaps the flood is related to this dream, perhaps not. It is hard to say at this time.

There are lots of dream symbols, but the ones that stand out to me are: finance/investment, lasagna, tree roots, and sweet potato.

Finance and investment likely indicates that I am somehow “invested” in what is happening in the dream. I indicate that I don’t want to learn anymore about this topic, so I am avoidant (for obvious reasons).

Lasagna is a good omen. It signals a period of personal enjoyment is coming my way. It reminds one to savor the moment and enjoy what is given.

The roots make me feel good in the dream; calm, safe, stable. This is root symbolism coming through. Roots can also indicate a “root cause” for something or ones connection and bond to others. The foundation and basis for something bigger. The bigger and stronger the roots, the bigger the “tree”. In this dream the roots were massive and old and nearly as big as the tree itself (which I never saw).

Sweet potatoes can symbolize good health, sexual intimacy and partnership. Sometimes they can indicate sexual urges, specifically that one partner has stronger urges than the other. The fact that the cook instructs me to only pick them when ripe and let the others mature in fertile soil could be a message about patience and timing.

Overall, it seems like the last dream is trying to get me to focus on specific feelings in order to heal. These feelings are deeply rooted, perhaps karmic or related to my soul family. Just touching on the feelings as briefly as I did in the dream invoked multiple emotions indicating the lesson is incomplete.