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It was morning. I was driving up to my old elementary school in Albany Georgia. There was a young 7-9? year old boy in the car with me. As I drove into the parking lot the school looked abandoned. It was as though class hadn't been held there for years. However, in this moment, I felt hope. As though something big was about to change for the good. The little boy hoped out the car and said, "let's race across the school Yard!" We got out the car and he took off running! I decided that I instead would jog. I began jogging a steady pace with my eyes closed. I wanted to savor the moment and worship the Lord as I sang a worship song to Him at the top of my voice! (I believe the song that i sang was, "there's a God who sees"?) I continued jogging and worshiping with my eyes shut tight, no fear of stumbling nor if anyone was around to hear! I could feel the powerful presence of the Lord as I worshiped! I opened my eyes as I approached a muddy path next to the school. The little boy appeared a short distance in front of me and motioned to me saying,"over this way"! I could feel he was smiling a pleasant humorous smile because he beat me to the other side! He motioned for me to follow him and guided me back on the path and away from the mud. The area we were approaching was very familiar to me from my childhood and the little boy guided me around the mud so that my shoes wouldn't get dirty. Then we both looked down a hill towards my childhood community and I explained to him "that's where i grew up at". I said, "see that house with the construction going on, just behind the trees? that's where I grew up at". I felt proud that the house was undergoing construction. i felt like i owned it! The construction was foundational repair being done. The house looked bigger and sturdier than when I knew it as a child. I could see the construction wood frame being built around the walls of mom's room. Excited to be here, I then turned and pointed towards the playground area of my old elementary school and said, "this used to be full of children playing". As we looked we saw a deep slope where the kids used to play but, i remembered it being leveled and full of life. We then turned back towards my childhood community and proceeded down a short hill to enter into it. As I approached my childhood home, I looked to my left and saw my cousin Marsha sitting at a computer desk. She was diligently working and hadn't noticed I'd arrived. I tapped her on her shoulder and hugged her. She said with a sigh of relief, "thank God you're here"! I then noticed a room to our right. I looked into the room door and it was filled with little children! They were watching TV together? When they saw me peek into the room smiling, they jumped up and began running out in excitement! One of them was a beautiful little girl with pretty well kept braided hair. At first I thought it was my younger sister Nya. She ran up to me and straight into my arms happy to see me! i picked her up, held her tight and kissed her forehead and hair! Then, I realized that she looked like Emma between the ages of 3 to 5 years old! Then I woke up!

This was my dream about three years ago. I was trying to get on top of this mountain, and there was many hills to climb up, and I couldn’t climb them, and my son kept pushing me up to the next level. I finally reached to the top. I saw this car and it had pulled up beside me and it had doors that was they would go on top of the vehicle and it was a red like a very expensive Tesla or something and there was a man inside and I felt compelled to get in I did not know who it was. I know now it was Jesus as we started flying. Everything was so. Beautiful it was like we were in the promised land or maybe even in heaven. I think we were on earth because the man that was driving the car with Jesus and he kept talking about his father as we flew and everything was so beautiful. He just kept saying my father made this and my father made that and like I said I did not know who he was that was a scary part and then we flew up to on top of the mountain, and he presented me a ring. It was like a signet ring with an eagle on it. and like I said I did not know who he was that was a scary part and then we flew up to on top of the mountain and he presented me a ring. It was like a signet ring with a eagle on it and I told him I couldn’t take it. The reason why I felt like I couldn’t because I didn’t know him. I got out of the vehicle and God, the father, which I did not know who he was he was sitting on a bench overlooking the world. it was beautiful and he pointed to all the things about the Son. My son did this and my son that and then my husband Kirk came out and he said hello Gray and I said why did you call him that that was disrespectful and then Kirk turned around and left and he also offered me a ring with a eagle on it, but it was a soaring eagle and like I said, I did not know who he was until the I left!!

5/26/26, 4:56 am Last night before going to sleep I asked God for dreams to show me something in the spirit realm... Anything He wanted to show me... The dream I had was about "masking personalities and swapping destines" or something like that... I remember seeing Duke there (my daughter's younger brother, from another mother that I helped raise his first few years of life), or having swapped into his personality or something... The dream was intensely vivid, but all over the place and a little confusing... It was more like being in the spirit realm than just a dream message... There were multiple parts to the dream, but it was like jumping from portal to portal in the dream... The first part with masking personalities was like, being in a family at someone's house... In order to be in the family we did some kind of personality spirit swap. It was more than just masking but that's how it started until we/our spirits literally transitioned into the other person's body... I was in one of the other child siblings' bodies... There were evil people in the family that we were trying to hide from and protect ourselves by swapping identities. It's how we kept the evil people from identifying us and finding us, from locating us. Then we needed to swap back into ourselves and it was like we became stuck in these other vessels, but it was killing our spirit... We were slowly suffocating inside that person's body until our spirits were dead and we fully embodied this other person ... Kind of like in the movie Ghost. The way we got out of this body was by remembering something genuine about who we were before we swapped or jumped into the other person's body. We had to remember something specific about our original personality and say it out loud and enact it... I specifically kept remembering D'Ana's younger brother Duke and myself... I remembered I was a fun quirky girl, unbothered by people... He started to remember he was a sweet and kind little boy full of light and love. Then we started swapping into our own bodies again... But the dream was extremely jerky... As if I was literally gasping for air in my sleep as I was being transported from body to body trying to find my own as I watched this family scene from multiple other people's bodies... Then I was in some sort of a fight scene but it was more mystical or fantastical. Like I was roaming the streets of some other world and there were lions and wolves roaming about. As well as these ninja type looking guys that were looking for a fight. No matter who I walked by everyone or every animal wanted to fight. But I knew what was coming before it happened, so I was able to see in the spirit the move or strike that was coming next each time and I was able to block it or counter act it. At one point there was 1 lion that saw me and came to attack me. Somehow instead of running I was ready to face it, even if I was going to be wounded by it. I had a knife in my hand and I fought off each of its paw strikes that it tried to slash me with. It backed off but then a group of lions came to attack me. The first one was all scrawny, thin, dried out, slightly discolored or dark, moved slow. The next group of lions were still scrawny but were bright blond colored, almost like a glowing white color. They all came at once and somehow instead of being over taken out eaten by them I fought them all off in hand-to- paw combat until they got tired of me and left. The whole dream was like that. Everything or everyone that came to fight me couldn't win. I didn't necessarily beat them to a pulp, but I out lasted them and countered everyone of their attacks, until they got weary and left me alone. Then I woke up.

My grandpa passed away a couple of months ago. In my dream, all of my family were at my grandma's (his wife) house and suddenly I saw my grandpa in the kitchen, somehow I knew he was not alive in my dream so I turned to my grandma in tears and told her that I see him, I got up and we hugged, he had a huge smile on his face, one of those smiles that seem like you cannot get rid of, he was incredibly happy and it was visible, he went to the bathroom and I heard voices of coughing, it made sense because he passed away from a lung disease, when he got out of the bathroom my grandma saw my grandpa too, my grandma told my grandpa that he looks great and they both smiled at each other, once again, they both smiled very happy smiles, then my grandma my grandpa and me sat outside together.

Greetings MOG I had a weird dream I dreamt when was at my Mai guru's place, like l usually be home alone l thought l was alone at home, l got out of the out to do my morning chores like watering the garden and flowers, l went out for more than 5 hours when l came back l found out that l didn't close the door and chicken layers we in the house they made a mess everywhere. I removed them outside and thought of cleaning the mess before anyone comes at home when l went to the bathroom l saw a naked lady on floor like she is dead l ran outside to seek help l found a topless man outside and told him to help me out what l saw in the bathroom when we got there l realized that it was my Mai Guru on the floor skin, thin and very weak, when that man woke her up she asked me to give her food like a small sadza. Since l busy l had not cooked anything then l woke up and prayed for some time. What does this mean

First, I was driving on the phone with my boyfriend then I got into a car accident. I tried to call my mom. I tried to call my dad, they didn't pick up. My boyfriend came and got me and I took my car to uncle's car shop. My cousin called and said she needed me to come get her so, I asked my boyfriend if it was play and he said yea. So, we went and got her and then we went to my aunt's house to see our little cousins. After awhile, it was late so we left. My boyfriend took me home and I was talking to my mom and explained all that happened and she said she would handle my car and told me "You should go with your boyfriend " so, I said okay and me and my cousin got back into his car. We went and dropped my cousin off and then went to his friends house where I met his friends, One girl seemed to have a problem with me and went to tell my boyfriend something then he got upset then, she came back to me being rude and I said I was ready to go. So, we left got to his house and went to sleep. The next morning he said his friends wanted to go to a pumpkin patch so we put on matching outfits then we left, while we were at the pumpkin patch the same rude girl kept flirting with him which I thought was disrespectful so, I told her I wanted to fight. Then we left the pumpkin patch and went somewhere where we could fight and we fought. The other girl stopped us and I looked at my boyfriend s friend and his hair was dissappearing then he had the oxygen tubes in his nose and said "I have cancer" so I rushed and helped him to the car and was trying to get my boyfriend to come on but it was like he couldn't hear me. Then his friend with cancer started to drive the car himself so he could get to the hospital and I tried to stop him but it didn't work. Then everybody came over asking what happened and we all got in the car trying to follow him to the hospital but on our way we saw my boyfriend 's car crashed in to a tree and I got out and ran to the car then I woke up

My g/f died in a car accident. Not my real-life g/f but a stranger, resembling someone whom I was involved with many years ago. I was driving my car in bumper-to-bumper traffic - it seemed to be in the U.s. (I am living in Thailand and engaged to a Thai woman) and traffic was moving very slowly. I saw my g/f come rushing towards me, from the front,all joyful and happy. I yelled at her, or wanted to yell at her, to get the F' in the car, out of the dangerous traffic. Then she was gone. Run down. I got out out my car and looked for her on my knees, desparately hoping she was alive and making a drama.

I dreamed I was driving a Mercedes sedan and at the back of the car was full of men of God. We were talking and enjoying fellowship when all of a sudden, I saw a man sitting beside me in the passenger seat. I turned to him and shouted, "What are you doing in my car?" He said, "Oh, you didn't realize I've been traveling with you for a long time." I asked a second question, "How did you get inside my car?" He said that I parked the car somewhere under a tree and he got inside. In a loud voice, I yelled at hime: "Get out," and without a word or any struggle, he got out of the car, no questions, no struggle, and I woke up.

I had an odd dream where I was at an airport that I saw on a map, was like smack back in the middle of somehow, both LA and San Francisco. It was like dusk, just on the cusp of the sun setting. From where I can remember the dream starting, I was in a much smaller jet, talking to my GF, when I suddenly realised somehow, that I wasn't on that plane, but another one, and it was exactly the time my flight was supposed to be flying out. I quickly gathered my stuff, and prepared to run off the plane, across the airport in the hope I could get to my own plane. I got out onto a relatively empty tarmac, before realising (and placing a great deal of importance) on the fact I had not kissed my GF goodbye, and despite the fact I was already in a hurry and late, ran back to give her a kiss and a hug. To which she seemed too busy to facilitate quickly anyway, but I did end up getting a quick one in. I dont remember my journey across the airport, but somehow I end up at a set of doors where I need my ticket to proceed. In looking for my ticket which I am suddenly unable to find, I drop a bottle of water. An airport member acts like I dropped this bottle of water with attitude, on purpose. And basically tells me to cool my attitude. This causes me to get an attitude, and I respondly snarikly with "you think I did that on purpose? If I wanted to do it on purpose, id do more than that. Oddly also the bottle I dropped, was like the size of my thumb. Eventually this worker after finding out whats going on offers to take me in and sort me out. As they are taking me in, I see a queue of normal passengers. For a brief moment, a man staring at me, deep into my soul, like straight into my eyes, is a dead ringer for my grandfather who passed a few months ago. It out and out looked like him. When I looked away and back again however, he looked completely different. At any rate, they start helping me at the desk, and we are talking and the conversation, I explain what occurred, and that I was just stressed because I couldn't find my ticket etc, and the woman goes "And dont worry hun, thats why we are going to sort you out"..."and that'll be 2300 dollars" I exclaim that I thought they were just helping me look up *my* ticket, not charge me for a whole new ticket. I exclaim that I dont want a new ticket, and I run from the desk and drop to the ground to look through my bag yet again. This time, I am able to find my ticket. It turns out it was folded up in my passport all along! I wave the ticket at them, and run past the line of people, oddly up to a door with no secuty staff on it, but just a button that you hit that opens the door and lets you through. It's at about this point the dream ended. I know dreams dont really mean anything, but what could this dream be suggestive of?

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