@deetoo, there were two things that struck me as I read your dreams. Not sure if they're pertinent or not, but I'll share anyway.
First I was curious if I'd passed the square last week, so I looked up it's location. What stood out to me was it is pretty much on the NW corner of the White House grounds. The West Wing hasn't been razed and this is where corrections of course for this country will be coming from in the (hopefully near) future. It is not something that even 47 with his delusions of grandeur can bring down-tho he'll certainly try. Damn the torpedoes, full speed ahead will apply to both this administration (and it will be their undoing) and the next, who won't care what the former orange one's supporters want or say. The GOP torpedoes of the future will be duds. Right now, they are fuming because for a long time, they had to stifle their hatred. This administration has said it's ok to show it all, and have been leading by example. They won't feel any better when this is all over and they are now exposed for who they are, and they will be on the outside looking in.
Now while actually reading the dreams, I noted that you were a witness. In quantum physics (& mechanics) there is what is known as observer effect. Some scientific studies suggest that our universe wouldn't operate as it does if there weren't observers. Just by observing and giving off energy, you (or any observer) are helping to alter the outcomes. Many of the observers in Minnesota have been labled as AWFUL-affluent white female urban liberals. Many of those at protests are young people, and many older women. I'm not saying older gents aren't there, but we ladies have really outnumbered the guys at the protests I've attended. Many of our gals here would fit right in, and I know our fellows would also be the type to join us.
We know that energy has transformative properties. Our energies are helpful, even if we are doing little else than observing. Those in MN are there daily, following ICE, filming, and are making a difference for those who are being unduly targeted, harassed, etc. Their efforts will help convict or get compensation to those who are being wronged. Our being a witness without turning away gives strength and hope to those with the bullseye on their back. History has shown that when people mind their own business, things can progress to the point where it is hard to stand up or be a witness. We are not at that point as yet. We are seeing what is going on, and calling the spade a spade. We're calling fascism fascism. By doing so, we are aiding in nipping things in the bud. By being witnesses, we know when the tides turn who to vote out of office, who to call out in town halls, etc. By being witnesses, we will make the perpetrators more apprehensive about what they are doing, and if it will come back to bite them where it counts.
It can be hard for those who are not in the thick of the current crisis to wonder if they are doing enough. We've seen that someone can help heal another through prayer or Reiki without even being in the same state. Those of us who aren't in the trenches at the moment are doing what we can by sending light and love, praying, meditating, etc., for those in the thick of things. It all helps. It all counts. We all have our roles, and we're not all meant to be in the thick of things. We're just supposed to do what we can, when we can.
@lowtide, thank you for the essay.
Given @deetoo 's dream, I will tell you the one I had last night. Reading about her dream may have influenced my own, but I will tell it anyway. I have long, detailed dreams at least a couple of times a week but I assume 99% of them are personal so I rarely post them.
Context: I grew up on land that had been homesteaded by my gg grandfather in 1869. Much was sold off over the decades to pay bills (GG grandpa was a physician and small farmer, but people whom he treated were mostly subsistence farmers who paid him in crops and chickens so he didn't have a lot of cash to pay his taxes. Or so the story goes.) Anyway when I grew up there were still 40 or so acres left, mostly in forest and orange groves. Our property was mostly surrounded by pastureland and swamp. We could ride our horses for miles and miles. The woods to the west of our house would sometimes flood after hurricanes and prolonged rains. It was fun to put on rubber boots and wade around in the temporary swamp. However the nearby city exploded with so-called "development" in the 70's and 80's and eventually all that was left was our 30 remaining acres surrounded by industrial development and townhouses. Neither I nor my siblings were interested in remaining there surrounded by urban hell (The city is IMO a hellhole. Never would I move back.) After my dad died my mother moved up near me and the last of the homestead was sold. Now it is a big block of townhouses.
For many years I have dreamed that I was back where I grew up and that a small spring had popped up in the "temporary swamp" area. In the dream there are roads and traffic all around the house but the new spring was a designated state park and we could sneak over and swim there since it was right outside our back door. At least a little bit of wild was saved.
Last night I dreamed that I was walking around near the back of my childhood home. My family had already sold it in the dream. The house was empty and workers were building the townhouses nearby. As I walked, I noticed the ground was subsiding and the carport pavement was broken and sinking. I broke away a bit of the ground with my foot. The hole was a beautiful aquamarine blue. I realized I was looking at a nascent sinkhole that was about to become a spring, and that it was going to be HUGE. I was delighted! I knew the townhouses would not be built in the area and that some of the wildness would be preserved. THE END.
The blue makes me think of the blue in @deetoo's dream... and there are more elements that seem positive to our current world situation. I would welcome comments.
@Ana, thank you so much for sharing both your dream and the context around it. Knowing your history with that land matters deeply here, because this dream doesn’t feel isolated — it feels like the culmination of a long inner narrative.
What stands out immediately in your dream is the setting: the back of your childhood home, already sold, emptied of personal life, while developers move in. This places the dream squarely in the terrain of transition — a psychic landscape where the past has been relinquished, but its meaning has not yet fully resolved. The “back” of the house often symbolizes what is private, unconscious, or emotionally formative: the inner world rather than the public self.
The ground subsiding beneath the carport is crucial. A carport is a transitional structure — neither fully inside nor outside — and here it is literally giving way. What once supported movement and direction is no longer stable. Yet what’s striking is that this instability isn’t frightening in the dream. Instead, it reveals something hidden and alive.
When you break the ground open, you don’t find emptiness or collapse, but a luminous aquamarine blue spring — nascent, powerful, and destined to grow large. This is not destruction; it is emergence. What appears at first as damage turns out to be a source.
Color matters deeply here. Aquamarine isn’t a neutral blue — it’s vivid, arresting, and emotionally charged. Like you, I rarely notice color in dreams unless it carries meaning, and when it does, it often signals a higher-order message. Aquamarine corresponds to the throat chakra — the center of truth, expression, and the movement of inner knowing into the world. It’s the point where inner experience becomes voiced reality. (Did you say you were writing a book or did I dream that? Ha ha.)
This color connects strikingly with other recent dreams -- Deetoo's dream you referenced, where the same unusual blue appeared (in Deetoo’s dream of workers in blue uniforms being disappeared), and in my own recent dream of a nurse in the ER wearing an iridescent blue shirt that differed from waking reality. In that ER dream, the color seemed to override literal fact, as though the psyche were saying: Pay attention — this isn’t about what happened, but about what was transmitted. I had been in the ER few weeks ago and a nurse helped me. I had a health event that was frightening but turned out to be okay. The nurse helped me. Then I saw her in a dream later that night wearing an irridescent blue shirt, like Deetoo's workers, and like your spring. It's a theme right now.
In that moment, the blue carried a felt sense of healing presence — perhaps angeand defintely compassion, steadiness, and higher mind appearing during vulnerability.
What’s important is that in your dream, this same frequency doesn’t belong to a person or an institution. It rises directly from the earth.
This suggests something important: the source of this color is internal and elemental, not mediated by authority figures or systems.
The spring emerges from beneath what has been paved over — memories, childhood, grief, loss, and the pressure of modern development, both inner and outer.
Your delight in the dream is telling. You know the townhouses will not be built there. The dream is making a clear statement: what is emerging is incompatible with further psychic over-construction. Something wild, sacred, and uncontrollable has reclaimed the ground. Development halts not through resistance, but because the terrain itself has changed.
There’s also a profound inner-child dimension here. The childhood home is gone, yet the dream returns you to it — not to mourn it, but to retrieve something that survived beneath it. The spring feels like a revival of the soul-self that existed before loss, before over-adaptation, before life demanded too much. This isn’t nostalgia; it’s renewal.
In the end, I feel both your dreams, as well as mine, are extremely positive messages, not just for each of us personally, but for everyone, transpersonally.
@deetoo @bluebelle @tesseract @lovendures @cc21 @sealion @earthangel @jampa @caroline
@ana Your lived history adds another essential layer. You didn’t just imagine wildness — you grew up inside it: forest, swamp, flooding and receding with the seasons, horses, space, freedom. And then, slowly, it was sold off and paved over. Not dramatically. Incrementally. “Reasonably.”
That’s where the parallel with @Deetoo’s dream feels especially important.
In Deetoo’s dream, the workers — people of color, immigrants — were present, working, contributing, and then quietly removed through procedure, with plans for detention and deportation. What struck me most wasn’t spectacle, but normalization.
People disappeared.
Wildness disappeared.
Both through processes designed not to draw attention.
Your dream feels like a symbolic response to that same logic of disappearance. Instead of erasure, it shows return. Instead of silence, emergence.
Seen through this lens, the aquamarine spring becomes more than personal healing. It’s also an image of visibility — of what has been buried quietly refusing to stay buried.
And it matters that you live in Florida — a place that is essentially a sandbar over water. What looks solid there often isn’t. Sinkholes and springs aren’t anomalies; they’re reminders that water has been flowing below the surface all along.
You can’t build indefinitely on ground that refuses to hold the weight.
That geological truth mirrors the psychological one.
What I’d add is this: the dream doesn’t suggest a return to the past. It suggests a reorientation of the future. The spring is just beginning — but it will be huge. That implies a long arc. You may be entering a phase where speaking your truth, honoring your sensitivity, or reclaiming an essential part of yourself quietly but decisively alters the direction of your life — not through force, but through inevitability.
Yours is a dream about trusting emergence. About allowing what is real and alive to surface, even if it disrupts plans, structures, or expectations that once seemed fixed.
What was buried was never gone.
Pressure has been building for a long time.
And now something alive has reached the surface with enough strength to protect itself.
In short, something ancient, truthful, and self-renewing is flowing through you now. If you honor it — by listening, speaking, and allowing it room — it will continue to grow. And in doing so, it will protect what matters most.
Community, I put these dreams/interpretations in Random predictions because they feel predictive to me.
@journeywithme2 @lovendures @cc21
A 5 year old boy with a bunny ears cap, little Liam represents the innocence lost and abused for all children around the globe.
I just realized that I didn't know Liam's full name, so I looked it up:
Liam Conejo Ramos.
Liam means "unwavering protector"
Conejo means "rabbit" (I am not making this up!)
Ramos means "branch, bough, or bouquet, often used in the context of Palm Sunday"
our guy with his bunny hat and little Spider-man backpack. So then I looked up the symbolism of the rabbit. There was a lot. But the part that popped out for me was divine immortality and innocent vulnerability to chaotic trickery
and what about the Spider-man backpack? I don't follow super-heroes. All I could remember was the theme song from the 60s cartoon. So I looked Spider-man up, too:
@cindy, thank you being an observer of the observers! You have empowered us all.
@deetoo, there were two things that struck me as I read your dreams. Not sure if they're pertinent or not, but I'll share anyway...
The GOP torpedoes of the future will be duds. Right now, they are fuming because for a long time, they had to stifle their hatred. This administration has said it's ok to show it all, and have been leading by example. They won't feel any better when this is all over and they are now exposed for who they are, and they will be on the outside looking in.
Now while actually reading the dreams, I noted that you were a witness. In quantum physics (& mechanics) there is what is known as observer effect. Some scientific studies suggest that our universe wouldn't operate as it does if there weren't observers. Just by observing and giving off energy, you (or any observer) are helping to alter the outcomes...
We know that energy has transformative properties. Our energies are helpful, even if we are doing little else than observing...
History has shown that when people mind their own business, things can progress to the point where it is hard to stand up or be a witness. We are not at that point as yet. We are seeing what is going on, and calling the spade a spade. We're calling fascism fascism. By doing so, we are aiding in nipping things in the bud. By being witnesses, we know when the tides turn who to vote out of office, who to call out in town halls, etc. By being witnesses, we will make the perpetrators more apprehensive about what they are doing, and if it will come back to bite them where it counts.
It can be hard for those who are not in the thick of the current crisis to wonder if they are doing enough. We've seen that someone can help heal another through prayer or Reiki without even being in the same state. Those of us who aren't in the trenches at the moment are doing what we can by sending light and love, praying, meditating, etc., for those in the thick of things. It all helps. It all counts. We all have our roles, and we're not all meant to be in the thick of things. We're just supposed to do what we can, when we can.
@deetoo @journeywithme2 @bluebelle
speaking of names... it was just pointed out to me that Kristi Noem's full name is Kristi Lynn Arnold Noem. KLAN.
I won't bother looking up the meaning for this one.
Did anyone watch the Super Bowl half time show? Not a football fan, but it came on in my house and I LOVED IT!!!!
I could not stop exclaiming feelings of joy at this half time show! I kept thinking, here we are watching the most American of sports, big time American in the American South North, east, and west; crosses political parties too, and it was PRO DIVERSITY, pro hispanic, pro Puerto Rico, all the way. It was celebrating the very antithesis of Maga and ICE. And there were people of color, hispanics, hispanic culture, in the loud and joyous display of happy celebration of their culture. You had to love them, if you hadn't loved them already.
@jeanne-mayell Thank you for your comments. There's a lot to unpack there and I've been mentally processing them. I think the interpretation makes a lot of sense.
I have detailed dreams at least a couple times a week. Besides springs, tornadoes are another common theme. Last night I had a tornado dream. No blue color in this one. The tornadoes were black and kept coming one by one, from the north out of a completely gray cloudy sky. Every time I saw one coming I would yell at people to lie flat and cover their heads. Some did, others just stood there as if hypnotized. Later on I was traveling around a city in a truck with a man driving. We were navigating around the tornadoes while looking for a place to buy some food, although we were not desperate for food at the moment. The man was a stranger but I liked him and admired his steady attitude. I don't know whether this dream has any transpersonal meaning but I thought I'd put it out there.
@jeanne-mayell As a Hispanic-American, I cannot tell you what a delight Bad Bunny's performance was, and how he hit the nail on the head with some many of the references in the performance -- the dominos, the "piragua" (snowcone) stand, the house that looks like a house we once lived in. And while he gave a huge shoutout to our collective cultures and to all the countries in Latin American, his parting message was beautiful in that it included the US and Canada. He was telling us and the world that we are the Americas, all of us. My friends and family are joking that we're all Puerto Ricans today, but Bad Bunny is telling us we're all AMERICANS, North, South and Central (plus the Caribbean, of course!).
If you haven't watched it YouTube has it on. Do yourself a favor. It'll raise your vibration.
What I loved most about Bad Bunny's Super Bowl performance is how it showed community brought together through hardship (cutting the sugar cane, repairing the power lines) and joy (the wedding, the daily interactions of the domino game, etc.). This theme of community keeps coming up, whether it's in Minnesota or Puerto Rico or the thousands of points in between where people are extending kindness and neighborliness to each other in a time of crisis. This is the way forward for us as a species.
I LOVED the performance by Bad Bunny. SO much thought went into EVERY moment. I felt the love and a sense of community, togetherness of the Americans and pride of Puerto Rico. Brilliant and creative!
@jeanne-mayell I am reminded of wise humourist's (Will Rogers) take on it. "
“I don’t make jokes. I just watch the government and report the facts..”
“The short memories of the American voters is what keeps our politicians in office.”
“We always want the best man to win an election. Unfortunately, he never runs.”
“I remember when being liberal meant being generous with your own money.”
“The taxpayers are sending congressmen on expensive trips aboard. It might be worth it, but they keep coming back.”
Truly laughter is the best medicine.... Hope someone finds a dose in this post.
Oh my goodness, as one with a lifelong history of tornadoes, your dream put me on alert. Tornadoes have always been harbingers of trouble in my life. Over time, I learned to pay attention to the context of the dream enough so that a couple of times, I was able to avert the trouble they seemed to foreshadow but I never disregard tornado dreams.
I maintain that dreamers are the best interpreters of their own dreams because symbols are different for everyone. Having said that, (I can’t resist), three big points draw my attention and time will tell if they are salient.
- the darkness of the tornadoes suggests multiple types of trouble of which you are aware but others are not
- food shortages are a problem but you do not feel the lack
- you have a competent guide helping you to navigate and avoid danger.
Combined with the predictions of “something big happening on March 13-15” one wonders if the dream could be a warning of some upcoming national events that are scary but ones that do not deeply affect your personal wellbeing. You are not afraid, you have food and a great guide.
It could also be that you have to dodge some potentially troubling personal events in the near future, but either way, I am reassured on your behalf that you seem unscathed in the dream.
Thanks for posting it.
@ana, I was doing a meditation yesterday before you posted, and saw tornados, and even a new kind of intensified tornado. No doubt your tornado dream is also a metaphor for other things in life. However, during my read-the-future meditation Monday, the only vivid climate image that popped out was a vision of a strange cloud formation that was some kind of super cell that I expect climate scientists will be talking about.
It was not imminent, but showed up for some time in 2027, although could come earlier. I have no doubt that there will be more virulent tornadoes in the meantime. But this one was something unusual and indicated a new kind of climate phenomenon.
I occasionally have detailed apocalyptic-type dreams where I'm observing tornadoes, or fires, or tsunamis, or even attacks by unusual aircraft. As a rough averge, I get them around once a month. I'm almost never in danger myself with these dreams and sometimes I can help mitigate harm. I have generally put them down as personal rather than transpersonal. I have issues with "generalized anxiety disorder" but at the same time I'm usually pretty grounded. Maybe the dream events are a way of purging the anxiety since I usually end up OK.
I remember dreams nearly every night, at least a little bit. How do you know if a dream is personal or something else? My brain at night is like a movie theater, with some of the films being disaster movies.