Wow. There are some differences, but also some similarities. My dream hotel was taller and more modern, but the outside was very similar. The bridge and cliff near the water of the hotel looked a lot like the outside of this photo of the hotel. Similar stone work and lamp posts. It was a very similar looking sky and the hills were similar. The sky and time of day was pretty much the same. I could not see this much water but I was looking through an opening in a cliff so the view of the water was framed by the cliff walls.
Where is this picture from? It is lovely!
Welcome to the Manoir Richelieu in Charlevoix, where the 2018 G7 meeting happened in Quebec Canada. It's about 1.5 hours from Quebec city. I chose this hotel because someone else mentioned going back to the 1800s then to today's era . I also know these mountains are actually ridges. In 1663, the "Big One" happened (between 7.3 and 7.9) which affected our culture greatly, putting the fear of God even higher which is why the Church had such a great impact on the French Canadian culture.
Unfortunately all the pictures I could find of a resort hotel with a view falling on the river or the "Vieux Port" fail to protrait the hills and mointains. Believe me when I say Quebec isn't flat. It actually feels like San Francisco in some areas. There is a hill that closes every winter as it is considered too dangerous, it is so steep.
I have another picture to share where there is a boardwalk over a cliff. @CDeanne I was hoping you could have a look at this one. This is from Quebec City which is the oldest city still standing in North America. The buildings in the old cities are a mix of modern day architecture with buildings from the 1600s, 1700s and 1800s. When you mentionned seeing the area from the early 1800s then from the current time, I was wondering if it could be around here. I realize there are a lot of places
There are a lot of minor seismic activities in the area. But I have been feeling there will be a big earthquake coming our way soon. I believe it to be in eastern Quebec, possibly Quebec City or Charlevoix.
Thank you for your thoughtfulness and your extra efforts in sending these pics. The harbor full of ships in #4 definitely fits with the image and the feeling of the dream in which I saw of a long line of ships from that era (representing, I think, an extended period of time that the route had been well traveled). In my dream I didn't see the town/city, rather I just had the impression that the ships were representative of a popular (narrow) pathway into a harbor. And then it was present day, at the split second something cataclysmic occurred, and I saw cars plunging hoods-first into deep water (from somewhere high, like a bridge or bluff). The dream was brief, but very intense. In reflection, I'm inclined to say it was occurring in someplace I'm not familiar with. I haven't (yet!) been to Quebec. I haven't seen or sensed any more, but if I do I will certainly share with you.
@cdeanne Thank you. We do have a few bridges in the area, two of which are suspended like the one in San Francisco. Quebec City is one of three international ports in the Saint-Lawrence River. (the first one). Sailing up the river leads to the Great Lakes. We'll see what the future brings!
Hello I am a new here and wanted to share some dreams I had late last year/early this year that have been troubling me and hope this will help to process them.
The first dream I was standing on a beach in Southeast Asia watching a volcano northwest of me erupting in the distance. I panic from a catastrophic tsunami coming towards the coast and try to flee, wishing I could warn everyone, but it's too late. Within a week of this dream (last December), I saw on the news that there was a tsunami caused by a volcanic eruption landslide in the Sunda Straight of Indonesia that killed many people. This disturbed me very much. I tried to brush it off and the next day when I was at the store, someone misplaced a toy volcano with that specific name of the one that erupted, Krakatoa, where I was browsing. Odd coincidence, but I chalk that up to common knowledge of the eruption and perhaps someone picked up the toy from curiosity and left it somewhere else in the store when I came across it.
After that though, any dreams I remembered that had ominous qualities, I tried to keep mental notes.
In another dream I'm again in Southeast Asia at another beach , but a different country before sunrise. There are guardsmen with machine guns dressed in white robes and headscarves. They have some relation to a royal envoy or sultanate. I want to say there's a resort nearby there or something like a temple or mosque where a meeting is taking place. I'm sitting on the sand under scattered palm trees and jungle behind me. There are small animals with big yellow eyes all over the place that are kind of creepy. I feel so uneasy as I have knowledge of a plan for an attack far west and I keep looking as if I might see something horrible (a great explosion), yet knowing I won't be able to see it and not knowing if I'll ever find out if it actually happened. I can't tell if it's because I'm a native that has little access to news there or a sort of hostage, but I feel like both. I feel very badly for victims, almost guilty because I can't warn others, but it's completely out of my hands. The world feels huge in this moment, I sense the guardsmen think the act to come is honorable and equalizing. I feel that I'm being asked to be in brotherhood, to be a witness with them as if it's good. I'm afraid and I don't want the sun to rise. When I tried to figure out where this setting might be after some research, I think it's somewhere around the Sulu Archipelago or Sulawesi, and the animals were tarsiers.
I have a couple more dreams I want to share, but I'll make another post because this is so long.
Here are the other dreams, I think these are from the first few months this year.
One dream, I think I am Robert Mueller on a military type plane flying at night, covertly. The pilot tells me we have to go down, and we're over water, perhaps a coast. Someone jumps out the side and abandons me. I feel grave, betrayed by that person. There isn't time to think on that, I just remember thinking as I was going down, that there are many good people that will take up where I was cut short and this wouldn't be the end even if they get rid of me. The weight of disappointment settles in, but the baton of duty will pass on.
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Thank you for allowing me a space to
express these things.
I typed these up in the middle of the night and understand the removal based on forum rules. I truly apologize and promise to be more mindful! I greatly appreciate the community here.
@dreamcat Thanks! Everyone here, including you, are kind and respectful. Two reasons I don’t allow people to predict someone’s death even if it’s in a dream: (1) karma: predictions can expand the idea in the collective imagination and have an influence on it happening. (2) Predicting the death of a public government figure can potentially get the secret service involved. It is legal to share a dream like that since it’s just a dream. But I like to keep forum members safe from investigation just in case.
Also welcome to the community!!!!! Hope you keep posting.
I had a dream this morning that caught my attention. I was traveling on a treacherous winding road. I knew I had to get somewhere important and I was willing to go. The travel was arduous so I went slow and methodical. I knew I would successfully navigate my way to the destination, without a doubt. It wasn't easy, but I was not afraid. I traveled through and around a mountainous road. At the end, I turned around and looked down the mountain from where I came. I saw others crashing and falling and clearly ending their travels. I thought why are they in such a hurry and not paying attention. Don't they see that the course requires focused attention. I then found myself in a condo apartment. There was a baby in a cradle car seat on the dining room table. Clearly someone had placed the infant there, ready for travel. Someone asked me if I knew the way back. I said yes I know how to get back. But I also thought, damn I have to go back. That was a difficult journey and I just got here. My response was, I can show you the way. I begin to show the others the way. When we get back, I let go, enjoying my life for a few days. Then someone said, where is the baby? I said we left the baby in the apartment. I began to feel dread! I then asked how long has it been since I got back? Is it still alive? Could it survive this long without care? I don't know. Why didn't I bring it? I thought, it's not my baby, why do I need to care for it? Then I knew I had to go back again to retrieve the baby. I am responsible for it regardless of whether it's mine. I feel the pressure of time running out.
What does this mean? Here is my interpretation: Feels like we all have a difficult journey ahead of us. Treacherous and daunting. But we, as light workers somehow know how to navigate the roads. We show others how to get where we need to go. We are tired because we have travelled a long journey already. But, we do it anyway. Again and again. We feel responsible for the new generations. They will not make it without our help. Now is the time.