In one of my recent dreams about fire it was dark…I am stood on the path of a mountain where a castle stands above,…The castle is a walled city and it is being ravaged by fire…Below I see a town and flooding all around…I am naked, everyone else is running back upwards to save some belongings…I here a voice say ‘do not look back, keep on running’. I get this feeling of needing to cover up so I run down into the town where there are modern clothes shops…every one is pillaging them…I go into a designer shop and take some clothes but get this overwhelming feeling of guilt so I throw them away and continue towards the floodwater, in the opposite direction of all the other people…I enter the darkness of the water where I have no need to look back as I can see the reflection of the chaos in the water and suddenly I am at peace…The next day I kept thinking of Noah and then I had two emails in my box referring to Noah…
Last week I had another dream involving a mountain...
I am in a foreign country, at a beach facing a Mountain with a walled city at the summit…I am with Pete and Sacha, my dog…Pete and I are stood in the water facing the summit…My dog is on the mountain path, she runs, spiralling up the mountain which is unlike her as she is a very obedient dog and never likes to be more than a few feet away from us…I whistle for her to come back but she just looks and continues to ascend…I start to follow her up until I reach the summit where people are living in cave dwellings, that are on the outside of the walled city…
A dog, a grey Vibrana runs out in front of me and a lady with a French accent speaks to me admiring Sacha’s stance and asks if I show her, so we get chatting…
The next minute I am in a cave with Pete and 3 children who are all thirsty…I offer to go and fetch refreshments…I go off to a cavern where they sell drinks…I am worried as I only have £5 and know I haven’t enough money to buy five bottles…I reach in my pocket and pull out a £20 note that was neatly folded and put there by someone, and I pay for the minuscule bottles…I am tempted to buy some sweets, but don’t…
On the way back I decide to go a different way and enter an enchanted forest with the castle walls where there is a man sat on some kind of buggy (It looked as if he was from a scene of mad Max)…This man had something attached to his arm that resembled a double pronged sword and is engraved with Oak leaves…It look like a sword, but is an electric trimmer…The place is so alive with colour everything is vibrant and vivid…
The gent looks to be a Native American, suddenly he speaks and says “I love Life, enjoy every minute of it…happy, happy, happy” He pulls out a photo and tells me it was he before he had the tip of his nose chopped off by a sword, which turned him into the Indian spirit he is now…In the photo he is a handsome white man…
He tells me that he is a tree surgeon and I comment how I would love to be a tree surgeon too…Suddenly he scampers off and up a tree on his buggy. I hear him start the trimmer attached to his hand and he starts to trim off all the Ivy that is strangling an old Oak, taking off the tough roots with ease…
Happily I toddle off through the forest and come across some old hidden gates covered in Ivy…I realise I have to climb over these gates in order to get back on the road that leads to the cavern where Pete and the children are waiting for me…There is a steep drop on the other side…As I look at my hands I too have a sword like tool attached and it has been carved with Oak leaves…I trim off some of the Ivy from the gates which reveal rot and holes…I pop out of the hole and slide down to the road which has been etched out of the huge rocks on the mountain top…
I happily tread the path when I find myself at the bottom of the street where I last lived as a child in Cardiff named Castle Field Place…As I walk a Man and Lady (who is heavily pregnant and wears a hooded white gown) stop and ask how they could get to the top of the hill without getting out of breath…I look up and realise that everything around is bright white…I look at the couple and see they are dressed in Biblical clothing, yet I think I recognise them…The man then asks me which way it is to the Angel…
I assume they mean the Angel hotel…I tell them it is all the way to the top of the hill and they would have to get a bus but it is a Sunday and the service is not as good…I could see the Lady was tired…
He asks if I have a Taxi number but I tell him I am from Barry and don’t have a Cardiff number…So I say ‘I’ll phone my Dad’ (my step dad who has been dead a long time) I’m sure he’ll do it for a tenner…My dad turns up in his mini van smiling and give the couple a lift…no money changes hands…And then I wake up…
That morning I pick up the Leaflets on the table about Amazing Grace and Shekinah-The Glory Experience…Well underneath those leaflets was a beautiful Picture I had been given by a fellow from The church Youth club I help out with…I hadn’t really looked at it until that Morning as I just saw it as a stained glass image that his mate…When I looked closely it is a Picture of Joseph and Mary praying over baby Jesus who has a lamb beneath him…The words above the picture say ‘Besides You’ and below it says ‘In love, in Harmony and forever’…
This became so relevant to my dream, as if deliverance was made…Please let me know what you make of it…
