Twin Towers

Dream 10.19.2018

My family is on vacation. We stay at a cabin on the edge of a mountain. The cottage has no walls. It is entirely open to the world.

My sister Kristen and I are talking. I tell her that I recently visited a city that rebuilt the World Trade Center twin towers. At first, I can't remember the name of the town then it hits me, Philadelphia.

I travel to Philly by myself to see the towers.

At one point I am at the top of one of the towers, and I see part of the original roof, of the New York WTC, on display. When walking under the roof, one enters a room where many pictures depict the history and demise of the majestic buildings.

At one point I am standing on the street looking up at the towers. The sheer size takes my breath away. I try to take a picture while a plane flies in the sky above.

A black gentleman and I are on one of the top floors. We must make our way downstairs. We jump onto a bumpy slide that takes us down several levels. Many slides lead downward.

My mom and I are on one of the middle floors. Several staircases are leading in different directions. My mom is trying to make it down. I try to follow but become lost. I cannot find the correct staircase. Trying to retrace my steps, I end up several floors above. My mom and I see each other. She asks in a joking manner, "where have you been?" I tell her that I got lost.

My brother-in-law and I are standing at one of the entrances to the WTC. There is an art piece showing two squares diagonal from each other. On top of the squares are objects that spin around in a circle. Dream ends.

I wake up

Nowhere to be Found

Dream 2-8-14

I'm in my old church.

     Pastor Bill Johnson is teaching when all of a sudden, my friend erupts into a seizure. His mom tries to subdue him as he stands up. She is unable to hold him. I help her. My friend starts to walk around the sanctuary. I follow him to make sure he doesn't get into any trouble. I try to walk him back to his seat. He aggressively fights back. He eventually comes out of his seizure and sits back down.

     At the end of the service, I walk up to Bill Johnson and say, "My kidneys have failed. I need to be healed." Bill responds with a bit of surprise. He prays for me.

Fifty yards away from the church is the church house. A house used for many purposes. I walk in and am greeted by the devil. I can't remember much of my experience in the house.

     I travel to my sisters new home. She just moved in. My sister has three kittens. The second youngest kitten, Enoch, has disappeared. We look all through the house and find nothing. We search out in the yard and find nothing. We consider the possibility that the kitten is gone. 

   
     My brother-in-law and I walk through the neighborhood calling for little Enoch. We come across some neighbor kids playing baseball. They start throwing balls at us. Strangely enough, we become friends. They offer us a ride home in their van. We agree. 

     Back at home, we introduce our new friends to our family. They then leave.  

Later on that night, my sister and I decide to drive down to the local cemetery to look for Enoch. It's dark. We get to the cemetery and realize that it's 8:03 pm and the gates are closed. So, we drive back home. Dream ends.

I wake up.