I have had the latest in a series of dreams that seem to be about the global crisis. The series started in May 2008 and all involve water, mainly as floods and tsunamis.
The latest involved private estates with a large lake, and the whole segment of landscape slid forwards and down under the surface of the earth. Then I saw a modest number of people walking through an underground tunnel carrying a few possessions on their way to safety.
I suspect that more property bubbles are to burst quite soon: China and Australia seem obvious candidates, having avoided the GFCv1 and I would not be at all sure that other countries have come to stable property prices yet as declining incomes undermine rents and loan limits. Japan has had a declining property market for 23 years with no bottom in sight.
I believe dreams are highly dense in terms of the information contained, and work on multiple levels, they can be read at a mundane level and also at deeper more spiritual levels for the same dream.
I was in a somewhat threatening situation walking across an open space carrying some non-offensive object in my right hand. Walking parallel to me, some moderate distance away, were two potentially hostile men, one on each side.
Another man approached unseen behind my right side, with hostile intent. In the dream I moved faster than I could imagine doing. I dropped down on my left knee, to avoid his incoming attack on the right side of my head, and swung around extremely quickly. Whatever I was holding in my right hand had gone and I now held a knife that I put in his left thigh.
I do not recall any more.
I was surprised by:
- my speed of movement - ability to avoid his unseen attack - ability to provide an effective and immediate attacking response.
I have none of those skills in the this life - afaik.
In the dream I saw someone that I knew from my childhood. I did not particularly like him then and did not see him again after I left home.
Anyway he was in the dream and nearby was an outdoor restaurant made of steel tubing based on the floor pans of the small English car that his father owned when I was a child.
So why would I see Max after more than 40 years of never having thought of him?
Why would this strange open air restaurant be built on the floor pans of the late 1950s Ford Prefect?
Over the last few years I have been trying to distinguish dream types...the pulse, feeling of vibe you get, whether happy serious, meaningful One thing I notice with dreams, I am aware of people in the dream, but not necessarily staring at them. The dream plays out with knowing who is in it.
One night I kept waking up and falling back to sleep in bed. One moment awake and the next I was dreaming . I was with my work colleague who was sitting next to me in the passenger seat. I had to navigate my vehicle around tight roads and obstacles. I realized this wasn't real and that I was asleep. I decided to stare at my colleague to see who it really was next to me, but it wasn't him at all. It was a faceless light cluster resembling stars with light arcs, sparking in different directions. I woke up