Two dreams from the morning April 19th (I think). Feel collective in nature.
In the first dream I’m driving toward what looked like a familiar interstate junction that would ordinarily take me toward the city center of a place I lived for many years in South Carolina. As I approach my usual exit ramp, the roadway suddenly changes. There are now multiple traffic lights/stops and all the turns are different. I feel pressured to make an immediate decision (so as not to cause a crash) and take the on ramp straight ahead, even though I know it will take me the wrong way.
This ramp should have dumped me right back out onto the interstate, but as soon as I enter it, the road narrows, the asphalt becomes loose with gravel, and the roadway arches dramatically upward in a nearly vertical pitch. I put the car in 2nd gear to climb it very slowly, trying to continue forward. Then the shoulders disappear and I can see nothing but the road going straight up in front of me and the obvious vertical plummet on either side.
It has somehow become night as I stall the car, realizing that the way forward is impossible, deadly.
The dream shifts. It’s still night but I’m no longer myself. I feel male. I’m on a motorcycle speeding down a different interstate heading toward what looks like Atlanta or D.C. I’m weaving impossibly in and out of traffic. Large trucks are pushing in from either side and I’m dodging and weaving.
Then suddenly I’m flying up a ramp into the back of a large box truck. There are two GIANT rolls of toilet paper inside and I’m standing now, being jostled and squished between them. They're maybe 8ft high (it's ridiculous). The dream ends and I wake up.
Anyone?
OK, I'll give it a go. If this were my dream this is how I would interpret it:
- Driving on a familiar road in a place you lived for many years = I (the collective/Western society) am going along my usual, familiar, old way.
- There are multiple traffic lights/stops and all the turns are different = There are a lot of signs that things are changing and/or that things need to slow down, people need to stop.
- You take the ramp, even though you know it will take you the wrong way. (You were pressured and confused.) = I am continuing my usual mode of operation, even though I have an uneasy feeling. Maybe I am even trying to stay on the straight and narrow path.
- The road narrows, becomes much too vertical, etc. = This is not working. I can’t even see a way ahead. It is deadly and I’m stalled.
= Why am I going to the city center anyway? Why am I trying to drive there? Why am I even driving on a familiar interstate?
- I feel male, speeding recklessly on a motorcycle towards Atlanta or D.C. = I am on an adrenalin high going to a place of power (I am male energy on a powerful, fast chariot). - I’m weaving impossibly in and out of traffic = It’s a big game. I’m “winning” and I don’t care abut putting others in danger.
- I end of in the back of a large box truck, being jostled and squeezed between two GIANT rolls of toilet paper = It is ridiculous.
= It is ridiculous. The old ways have gotten to be ridiculous, as well as very dangerous for a lot of people. Now the powerful are getting squeezed.
= What happened to the motorcycle, the powerful machine that took powerful people places?
Overall, I would interpret this dream about the “interesting times” we are living in now. I would think the dream is about the anxiety we are all feeling about problems with COVID-19, threats to democracy, the environment, economics, inequality, and more. We know things have got to change in a big way and they will. We will need a whole lot of toilet paper to clean up all the excrement the ones in power are leaving behind.
Because we are all living in a Covid Pandemic, I also am getting that vibe, that the dream is related to the virus. Well, that and the TP. Ha Ha.
Your dream reminds me of a new problem which is being associated with the virus. The blood clotting issues. If the interstate is a vein, normally the blood would flow as expected through the veins. The virus however is causing the unexpected to happen on the "vein interstate". The normal route for blood flow is getting stuck ( gravel). A stuck vein highway would produce a blood clot. The path way forward is truly deadly.
If it isn't about the blot clots, it could still be about the virus and society. Maybe about people wanting to move forward but that it is not the best pathway right now.
Perhaps the path that Georgia or DC is taking in opening up society again is the wrong path and deadly?
Your 8ft TP rolls are really funny. How is your TP situation? :D
Let me know if anything might ring true for you. I have read many people are having strange pandemic related dreams right now.
Hi @vestralux. Ever since I had this dream I've noticed a lot of people having dreams about climbing and I've come to believe they are often messages about the upward spiritual path we are beginning as a collective. In your case, I think @lilinoe's analysis is pretty spot on, but I feel the overall message is about your spiritual path rather than any earthly events. Spirit is telling you to slow down and take your time to explore each of the paths that are presented to you... By rushing because your feel you "have to", you may end up on the most arduous route, up the treacherous cliff, when you could have taken that lovely back road through the hills. At the moment, the "direct" route may seem fastest but you can't see the roadblocks that lie ahead.
As for the motorcycle, the concept of yin and yang came to me. You are being asked to bring more balance into your life. The motorcyclist embodies reckless yang energy whose actions eventually result in being stuck in the lower energies of the base chakra (toilet paper - elimination). Again, I believe the message is to slow down, breathe, balance the yang drive to take action with the yin side of just being and expressing and your journey will be a lot smoother.
@laynara everyone is intuitive. The basic building block of the multiverse is energy and all information is a form of that energy. Because we are all energy, we all have the ability to read that information. The reason some don't realize this is because they are "encased" in the very low vibrations of this existence which act to impede the flow of energy so much that it is difficult to "read" In order to become more intuitive, all you need to do is remove the blockages. By the doing this, you will also find that at the core we are all the highest form of this energy, Love.
@frank that was informative. I feel the need to be in nature all the time, its a breath of fresh air and makes me feel loved and relaxed. I am sorry if I came of as insensitive,but I know not everyone will notice their intuitive sides, but can feel the love and connection with others. I believe I'm just curious for those who aren't tuned in with their intuitive side.
@frank that was informative. I feel the need to be in nature all the time, its a breath of fresh air and makes me feel loved and relaxed. I am sorry if I came of as insensitive,but I know not everyone will notice their intuitive sides, but can feel the love and connection with others. I believe I'm just curious for those who aren't tuned in with their intuitive side.
This is where light workers come in. Our job is to help those who may not be able to start on their own. All that is needed is a little spark of Love and the process is like a flame that takes off.
@frank I don't believe im intuitive enough to do predictions, but I can feel peoples emotions when I'm near them and sometimes I mimic that emotion not knowing it. I know when someone is troubled. I feel the collective energy, but to stay on topic I don't dream very often and when I do it can go either way. 1) its peaceful and has my family in it 2) a nightmare that usually happens because I have something troubling me before i fall asleep.
Sorry if that is jumbled and makes no sense, I'm not great with my words, i usually express my emotions more physically. ?
I would think the dream is about the anxiety we are all feeling about problems with COVID-19, threats to democracy, the environment, economics, inequality, and more. We know things have got to change in a big way and they will. We will need a whole lot of toilet paper to clean up all the excrement the ones in power are leaving behind.
@lilinoe, that was beautiful! Excellent intuitive perspective and one I share wholeheartedly. Thank you for breaking it down so well for all of us here.
...Your dream reminds me of a new problem which is being associated with the virus. The blood clotting issues.
...Perhaps the path that Georgia or DC is taking in opening up society again is the wrong path and deadly?
@lovendures, I love your insights too. In dreams, I find that every word, character, action, figure, image, place, etc. can carry multiple layers of meaning—all at once. So, I find it deeply significant that you see the new revelations related to CoVid's thrombosis concerns mapping over the symbolic roadways (as arteries and veins). The gravel in the first dream did become a real concern as I drove.
And yes! I think the appearance of Georgia and DC were more significant than I'd originally realized.
@frank, thank you so much for your read, as well. You know, I'm just now realizing how often I dream that I'm either witnessing a man behaving recklessly on a motorcycle (in many dreams, I'm no one; just a disembodied observer), or that I'm the man on the motorcycle, even while knowing in the dream that I'm not actually the rider. I'm just along for the ride, so to speak.
Last year, in fact, I recorded a very vivid dream about a man like this who had solid black eyes and felt "possessed." He tore through traffic on a motorcycle and into the glass front of a bank where he proceeded to shoot multiple people until he was finally killed by a SWAT team, some of whom he managed to shoot in the process.
Initially, I saw this man riding toward me very fast on the back of a motorcycle (I was in a car on an interstate near a large city). When he got close I could see his eyes were solid black as he looked directly at me. Then he drove right through my car and I was somehow with him in his body as he crashed into the bank and committed a mass shooting. I wasn't afraid in the dream; I was just very, very aware of how this man was feeling internally as he did all of this (pure rage and adrenaline) and trying to feel for what was motivating him (the desire to destroy/create chaos). He had zero fear of death. He only wanted to survive so he could continue to do more violence.
He was finally shot multiple times as he was climbing up a wall/ceiling (inhuman feat) inside the bank. I was still inside him, looking out of his eyes as this happened (dreams are strange) and, again, he felt absolutely nothing.
The policeman who finally managed to shoot him down was a young Black officer whose face I can still see clearly in my mind. He was terrified but absolutely willing to die in order to stop this shooter. The shooter was looking back at that policeman's face when there was the sensation of falling and everything went dark. [This was only the second dream I can recall having in which I (or the body I was in) actively died.]