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December 24, 2009

SPECIAL DAY

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DREAM TOPICS:
DANCING; MUSIC; SPECIAL EVENT

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[NOTE:..Realness Factor (RF) refers to how realistic or vivid the dream action felt and a high level of emotion and sensory elements involved. Highest rating is normally 10. Ratings higher than 9.9 suggest the "dream" was felt to be actual events taking place on some physical, astral or spiritual level.]
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Wednesday, August 12, 2009—c
11:33 AM
RF AVG= 9.75 —P
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SUMMARY
I long to dance to a special song with a dear friend, but a special event supersedes my wish.
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PRELIMINARY EVENTS
I prayed to God and thanked him for the Angels and Guides. Mentioned that I really made a mess of my body (RE being overweight). Not a good night for sleeping. A restless sleep with frequent awakenings until I went back to bed at 7:33 am.
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DREAM ACCOUNT
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Segment 1
I'm in this large brightly lit room filled with men and women dancing to loud, upbeat music. I'm a black male or brown-skinned. I feel myself to be wearing a black and white tuxedo. This is a day of celebration. Currently playing (and throughout the dream) is a special song about and for friends. (I hear the word "friends" repeated often in the lyrics (the stanza is forgotten upon awakening. Seems the word "collection" or some similar sounding word is used in connection with "friends".) I'm walking forward and stop beside the doorway of a room to my left (or I'm looking at a sort of screen) where interracial couples inside are dancing. In fact, the song that is coming from that room is about couples who have this special interracial union or relationship. This room is perhaps a little darker because of the color of the walls which doesn't appear to be white, maybe a light taupe or light brown. Everyone is having a great time, and I am happy for the most part, only I want to dance with my special partner (I'm not sure if the relationship was as platonic friends or as lovers).
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In the rest of the room all around are people dancing and one or two women are dressed in bold black and white geometric patterns. On a high platform jutting out from the wall on the far right are dancers. One of them in the middle is a black female in a black and white bold print dress. She is singer, Patti LaBelle. She's really getting down. Her dress is a kind of loose gown-like construction and coming well past mid leg with a slit up the side (not up to the hip). It's like being in the 70's, in terms of clothing style and atmosphere. I look around me then eventually turn around, still wanting to dance with my friend, but I can't. This celebration is for her. It marks an achievement—an attainment of something that only she can claim. I understand the importance of this day and I am going to give her my support.
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SEGMENT 2
I am now standing before another doorway of a reasonably large and well lit room. About two feet from the door is a long rectangular table placed horizontally. Seated at the table and directly across from me, is my friend. I look at her and she slowly rises. She is dressed in a bright white tiered gown with an equally bright white hat on her head. She looks so regal. The cap is cone-shaped with a slightly rounded top and a thin silver band at the bottom edge that rests over her forehead. Her dress is made like a queens cape over a generously cut A-line flare down, I expect, to her shoe tops (which I cannot see). She looks, to be exact, like a princess dressed for a marriage or religious occasion. What is to happen (as best I can remember) is that she is going to receive an appointment [I can't remember the correct term but it has to do with her reaching a certain point in her development (spiritual or cultural, I'm not certain) and it is a very high honor similar to being crowned a princess and the ritual that would go with that. For her to receive this anointment is a gift of acknowledgement that cannot and should not be refused.]
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SEGMENT 3
She has crossed the threshold and is now standing on my left side by the doorway. I take her hand and guide her to my right side where I clasp her right hand in mine. "You look (absolutely?) stunning," I say to her. And she does look stunning. Only now she is no longer in white, but a beautiful sequined ballgown with an A-line style down from the waist, the skirt has a smooth drape without excessive cling, with a slight sheen or sparkle, if any; a soft thin fabric that does not appear to be sheer. The fabric is of a pale caramel color similar to coffee with a lot of cream in it—almost like a gold color (maybe slightly metallic). The upper portion (long sleeves, I think) has four to 5 inch wide horizontal stripes—blocks of sparkly material different from the skirt. They shine are of the colors of medium dark brown, the same coffee and cream color in the skirt and a narrow bands of metallic gold and/or silver. The dress top has a mid high color trimmed at the top edge in gold? beads.
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I look down and see her hand in mine. I take my left palm and clasp it over her fingers, grasping my right hand with her fingers sandwiched between. It is then I see that my skin is brown like that of a Native American or East Indian. Realizing we can't walk like that, I release her hand and we walk side by side (I escort her) toward where her ceremony is to be held (forward and to the far right where there is a narrow stretch of the floor where hardly anyone is around, There is a blue cast along this stretch which has been cleared in anticipation of her upcoming crowning or whatever. When we have just about gotten to where we I am to relinquish hold (and claim) of her, I wake up. Oh, by the way, I forgot to mention that when I saw her in the sparkly dress, she was white and she was actress, Kirstie Alley!
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COMMENTS
I woke up at 11:33? This was a wonderful, sweet dream. Bright colors marked this dream from start to finish. I heard music and felt the touch of my friend's hand. I recognized famous faces. Kirstie was once the spokesperson for Jenny Craig, a diet program. In the dream, she was not slender but was stocky at about 200 pounds or less. Nice dream, just some mild regret on my part.
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INTERPRETATION
This dream seems to point to some acknowledgement of achievement, a rise from one level to a higher level. I think this is spiritually related but must reflect on it more.
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Copyright..Rene Isaiah / Penny Manning..2009
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