Bind & blind

The dream begins in a restaurant. I know I am going to meet a friend there that I have never met in “real life” – I only know her through Facebook. I realize, I don’t know what she looks like. So, I tell myself to close my eyes and see her in my mind. I sensed she had longer brown hair, that was slightly wavy. I walked around the very square shaped restaurant and finally saw her sitting at a table. I leaned in and said – her name. She popped up and said, “Amazing, you found me!”

 We walk out of the restaurant and head to the parking lot. The entire landscape transforms in front of us. One by one, Native American women come into view. They are carrying banners, flags, signs. They are chanting and they are upset. It becomes a sea of these women. We are surrounded by them. The chanting is trancing and we I become unable to move, as if paralyzed while standing.

 I try and try to break free. I finally do. I see one Native American woman in particular that appears to be speaking to me. Only, it’s through her mind to mine. She has a sign. I pull my phone out and try to take a picture of it. I cannot remember what the sign said. I know it is important.

 I take the picture and look at my phone. All I see is an American Flag. I look back and see her and her sign. I cannot understand. She says out loud, and they all start chanting the same, “That is what binds, that is what blinds.”

 These women became feverish. My skin had goosebumps, we huddled very close together, these women were about to erupt – not at us, but were just completely engulfed in anger.

 Then, the hum of their chanting and drumming fades as the sky draws our attention up. We look up and see strings of lights, like white Christmas lights in the sky. She says, “I’ve seen those before, this isn’t good.” I am again almost paralyzed watching them float down, closer and closer. I reach up to touch them. She yells to snap me out of the trance. I pull my hand back and watch the lights on strings begin to pool together and form a large elongated being in the dark, rumbling sky. I looked at her and said, “I’ve seen that before…you are right, this isn’t good.”

 What I saw forming in the sky was a being, that I have seen many times in my dreams in real life before. You may have seen me post about him. I call him my “chanting being”. I know this sounds weird. He is very tall, but in this dream he was extremely tall. In other dreams, I am paralyzed by a humming/chanting noise he makes and in the midst of that happening he gives me messages – shows me images of things yet to come. Through him, I have seen many world disasters.

 I reach over and grab for her hand. I am afraid.

 He begins to stand up and the sky turns even darker and full of clouds in formations I’ve never seen before. Like bubbles, soft, round, fluffy edges – but the sky is twisting and turning violently.

 He begins to chant, I can feel his energy start to affect me. My skin begins to hurt. I turn to her and we lock eyes. I feel I am being pulled up towards him.

 That’s where the dream ended.