September 23, 2014 Re-Post:

Let me start out by saying I’ve never really been good with the mundane things in life.  I suppose it’s  a natural characteristic of an Aquarius, we like to march to our own beat, and God help you if you try and tell us we can’t.  At almost 30 years old, when I look back at my life thus far I have to laugh, it has been a grand journey up to this point, and I have learned so much about myself.  I often suspect that this journey is far from over, and I will see  amazing changes in this lifetime both in the world and in myself.

The journey we all face, often leads us in directions that are not always the easiest to traverse.  Mine took me through a twisted jungle of OCD, Anxiety & Depression before I realized that I shouldn’t be afraid to share my unique viewpoints.  I struggled with wanting to talk about all of this stuff, and the fear of what others may think of me if I did.  Eventually, after years I decided absolute conformity was a joke.  A tool used to dumb down our senses, and an attempt of suppression of free thought.  On my journey I have met many different people all facing  their own struggles.  The dark night of the soul is something that many people are going through currently.  It is a journey that often leads to feelings of loneliness, the feeling of being lost, and unloved in some way.  It is something the great mystics have talked  about over the ages, and you would be surprised by the number of people who have felt like this.  For all the people who are facing hard times in their life I dedicate this post to you :).

I usually don’t share my dreams, in less they leave a lasting impression on me and this one did.  It starts out with me observing a number of senior citizens heading down to a beach to socialize.  What’s interesting about this is  there seemed to be some symbolic meaning in them.  I got the feeling they represented tradition, and how things have been, the notion of being born, going to school, getting a job, having a family, retiring & then dying.  The same old patterns, that have come to be the norms of our society…..(My Aquarian mindset is showing again lol).  Anyways as they were getting ready to leave the beach, a massive tidal wave swept over the region and they did not survive the event.  (Water is often a symbol of great knowledge and a tidal often represents great information, or knowledge that comes to clean a system or society of it’s misunderstandings.)

My sight in the dream then shifted, and I found myself walking in a great building with my family, as we approached the exit to the building we heard the wave coming and saw it approaching us from behind.  I turned and used my mind to place to put up a barrier in the form of a “force field”.  I could not hold the mental barrier up for long, but we did get out of the building.  As soon as we got out into the parking lot, the wave busted through the building and I was knocked over.  I heard my sister trying to find me, but I was OK.   My family was able to pull me back up, and we noticed the entire horizon was covered in water, and it was rising quickly.  Every structure was demolished or ruined (structures also indicate official structure and the old system of power, the building we came out of was some sort of official governmental structure but it was not immune to the force of  the wave.)

As we swam through the once large parking lot, we starting talking about where we could go, but before we got far though we were approached by a couple Soldiers.  I asked them what was going, and where the wave came from.  They said the ocean, to which I responded “This doesn’t taste like sea water”.  (The water was very clear, and tasted like purified water).  I started to question the soldiers, and that’s when they wanted to hold me for questioning (Again “the official” story didn’t make sense).   It was then, when my father suggested I go with them and see if I could find out any information.  The soldiers took me to a command center type of building, and were in the process of getting someone of talk to me when I woke up.

The time was roughly 3:30 in the morning.  Curious, I wanted to learn more about this dream so I told myself I wanted to go back.  When I feel asleep again I entered the same dream environment again.  This time I was standing on a beach front looking out to see to see a massive storm raging, the sky had  colors of blue, black, and purple  in it. There was also  another wave was approaching.  That’s when I saw it, a large aircraft carrier, a symbol of the might of the United States military being tossed around like rag doll by this storm of unknown origin.  This wave approached me, and hit hard waking me again, but I still wanted to observe more so I focused on going back into the dream.  I was successful, and  I found myself in another type of building, almost like a refugee center where people were staying.  The center was fairly nice, and was very tall like a large hotel.  It seemed everyone was reorganizing although there was a lot of damage to the infrastructure….To the “old world”.  The control structures that had lasted for hundreds of years were gone, and we were in the beginnings of a new area.  An area of self exploration and understanding, the ones who hid below the surface could no longer hide and mankind was beginning to understand their history.

This dream has reoccurred many times throughout my life, although there were slight differences but the theme was the same.  The one thing that has remained constant was the tidal wave, the wall of water that cleanses everything and renews the earth and humanity.  It can not be stopped, only slowed to a degree, but in the end the humanities strongest powers will crumble,and in it’s wake we will enter into a new era.  An era where the possibilities are endless and we will truly love each other again.