This last weekend I turned 28 years old. On my birthday and the following evening I had some of the most disturbing future-esque dreams that I can remember having ever.
Both nights the dreams took place back in my childhood home. In my childhood bedroom, to be more exact. I have lived in nearly a dozen places since I moved out of my parent’s home over a decade ago- yet my dreams return again and again to this house. I am sure that there is probably a fairly logical (heh) subconscious reason for this, but I have yet to really make the connection for myself.
On Saturday night I dreamed that I was in my childhood bedroom. My mother, my husband and my son were with me in my room. The lights were on and it appeared to be my childhood furnishings. My daybed was located underneath the window and my dresser was against the wall. The location of the furniture doesn’t mean a lot necessarily (I was extremely fond of rearranging my furnishings as a child), except to say that I got rid of that daybed when I bought my first full sized bed when I turned 10. The location of my bed reminds me of a very particular memory I have as a child that I think about often.
I was probably not more than 7 or 8 years old and I decided that I was going to go to sleep- I remember making a very conscious decision in my mind, “I am going to close my eyes now and go to sleep,” I told myself. I then closed my eyes and I am CERTAIN that I never lost consciousness. I remember thinking, “Eh, I think I will just blink, and then I will go to sleep,” and when I opened my eyes it was morning. I was completely astonished by this and the memory has stuck with me ever since.
Back to the dream. We were all staring at out the window and I was of the impression that there was a helicopter hovering in our backyard. I could see clearly that this helicopter did not have any propellers, it was just hovering on it’s own by some unknown force. In the background I could see people being floated up out of their houses and moved- sleeping- to other locations. Beyond that, I could see entire HOUSES being picked up by beams of light and moved to other locations. I did not want any of those beams picking up my family or I, yet I knew they were taking someone out of the next room. At that moment a sleeping child came through the window (illuminated in a beam of light) and moved through my room- out through the wall on the other side- and through the rest of the house, and back out again.
At that point the hovering helicopter came right up to my window and there were two authoritarian-seeming females, one piloting, one with a clipboard or something in her hands. They then yelled at me and said “WE WILL FIND YOU. WE WILL ALWAYS FIND YOU. WE KNOW THAT YOU HAVE BEEN LOOKING AT LAND IN HAWAII AND OTHER COUNTRIES BUT WE WILL FIND YOU THERE AS WE HAVE ALWAYS FOUND YOU.”
The hovercraft left and I woke up in my bed shaking and terrified. I have not been threatened in my dreams in that way before, that I can remember. The memory of it still brings back the tremors I experienced afterward.
The next night- same scene. I dreamed I was in my childhood bedroom with my husband and we were going to bed, this time in a full-sized bed. I heard loud blasts coming from outside my window and looked to see jet-like craft moving through the neighborhood as fast as lightning, if not faster. They were flashing back and forth. I didn’t know if they were attacking us or protecting us, but far on the horizon I could see a mushroom cloud that was building.
In both dreams I had a distinct feeling that whatever was amiss was completely ALIEN in nature.
I awoke from this dream with the same tremors and terror. I am now missing some of the details because I have taken so long to write them down, but I do feel that all of this has a lot to do with what is going on globally in the world. The safety of my family is always utmost in my mind, and it appears (in my dreams) that there is no safe place. Sometimes I feel this way in waking life as well… actually, I feel this way most of the time.
I am a generally happy and balanced person, these dreams are not coming from direct events or psychosis from my waking life…. I don’t think.