What It All Means

Thankfully I have some answers for all of us....about my dreams. If you haven't read it yet, go read my blog from yesterday about the crazy dream I had last week.

Here is what my cousin's Mother in Law said about my dream:

Dog- Good omen symbolizes friends, and is linked to colors usually a sign of a protective friend

Colors-Red if bright- a warning to curb your temper- if deep unexpected good news, Brown-MONEY LUCK!!!!

Garden- a comfortable life, an absolute best foretells spiritual satisfaction, domestic love and financial security.

Corn- The best dream you could have, Happy omen of success in all that concerns you.

Money- Finding money is a sign of mixed blessings: your financial success will come with some disappointment, but loosing it means a windfall...she had both...

House- Selling a house is a release from pressing responsibilities, but buying a house signifies a short but exciting love affair.

Teacher- being a teacher in your dream is telling you that if you want to run avoid unpleasant repercussions, you must control your tendency to "Hunt with the hounds, and run with the hare". In other words slow it down be patient. 

Please tell her to read this from the bottom working up, as this is how the chain of events is taking place. Because she is pregnant, her spirit guilds are giving her information via dreams. Please tell her that her little one will be watched over by passed loved ones, and spirit guilds. Also, babies up until the age of 5, can still see spirit subconsciously, some kids till they are 7. Your cousin is totally in a spot to play this smart, as her spirit guilds have basically given her the road map. REMEMBER - START AT TEACHER AS THIS IS WHERE SHE IS RIGHT NOW, AND WORK UP TO DOG. 

This baby is a good thing for her, and is there for her... literally picked her to be it's mommy. Most important on the road map...LIKE THE HARE

 

 
So what do I think about her interpretation? SPOT ON!!! I read it from top to bottom and didn't really understand it...but once I followed her directions and read it from the bottom up (Teacher-Dog), it totally made sense for my life.  Each and every one of those things I can tie into a certain situation going on in my life and it just makes sense. 

Apparently my subconscious has a lot going on and it needs to get it all out. And she thinks my dreams are "exciting"...to me, I think that means I'm crazy and in need of an intervention or something, hahaha.

 

What do you guys think?

Crazy Dreams

I've told you all before about my crazy dreams. I had them before I was pregnant, so I know it's not that that's causing these off-the-wall dreams. I told my boss about it (who's a Licensed Addictions Counselor) and he said, "Have you noticed your food tasting funny lately? You know, like acid?" Cause apparently my dreams are similar to stories that his clients tell him. 

Last time I shared my dreams, it turns out my cousin's (hi Erin!!) mother in law interprets them, so hopefully she'll have a good answer for me this time too. Once she shares what it means with me, I'll let you guys know. 

I had a whopper the other night that I just had to share with you guys, so here goes:

I was in a classroom because I became a teacher for kindergarten, even though I wasn't qualified. Chay's sister was in my classroom helping me lesson plan because I had no idea what I was doing. Then I had to leave to take care of a house transaction because I was buying/selling a house with my friend Lacey. However the transaction ended up, I ended up making $2.5 million dollars. The millions were left in two square million dollar bills. The rest of it was larger bills. Lacey just left them on the table, but I was out of the classroom. I came back in and one of the kids had taken one of the million dollar bills and ripped it. Chay's sister just taped it and it was fine.

Then I was in Vegas with my mom and we were sitting in the front row of this smaller show. I didn't want to go there, but my mom really wanted to go so we did. But it was some no-name person who wasn't even singing. They were just on stage getting ready for the show. The theater was all in red velvet. My brother was also there but kept coming in and out of the theater. I wanted to go tend to my garden, but my mom wouldn't let me.

When we finally could go, I ended up at my parent's house where my garden was in their backyard. My uncle Glen (dad's brother) was supposed to be there taking care of one of Patty and Rick's dogs, Deeks. I went back to water my garden. I was surprised it wasn't overtaken by weeds because I hadn't weeded it all summer. The plants were big and growing and I already had some squash growing even though it was too early in the season. The corn was big and huge, and I just kept spraying water all over it with this big giant hose I had borrowed from Patrick's Uncle Steve. I had too many carrots and squash, so I dug them up and placed them in a dirt pile. All of a sudden, they started growing on that dirt pile so I started watering them. I went back to look more in my garden to see what I had, and that's when I found Deeks. He had gotten into something so my uncle tried to help him. He placed him in a pink kiddie pool, and put that on top of a brown leather chair in the garden. I picked Deeks up out of the pool and tried to get him to walk but he was so sick. I was so sad. He layed down and I saw that his insides had been operated on and there was a giant open wound along his belly. I opened it up and there was a baby toy inside of him. I took that out and then I started grabbing the gauze my uncle had used-which happened to be all of the baby blankets and swaddlers that people had given me at my baby showers. I kept pulling more and more out of him and they didn't seem to stop. I was mad so I called Patty and told her, and was on my cell phone with her as I kept pulling out the folded and washed blankets.

So what do you think? Am I crazy, or am I crazy??