Rock Stars, Androgynous, & Nephilim - A Healing Dream

I awoke from this dream at 4:42am on December 21, 2007. It is the most profound dream I have had in over 14 years and am curious what others think and/or impressions you have to add about it.

First scene I remember
I recall seeing a grocery store from the outside, with signs about what was on sale, like for Thanksgiving. My husband and I consider going inside, even though we did not need anything, just because there might be something we could get a special deal on.

Next scene.
I am being asked for help, like I work there (wherever there is). I wonder why they think I work there, then notice that I have my "shop" apron on and that must be why they think I work in this place. I am conscious that my apron is causing confusion to those that are in this space, but wonder if I really want to take my apron off. I am aware that I think this may have something to do with the "third order".

Next scene.
The space is dark, but open, and there are lights shining upon a table. There are phone lines, all jumbled up and plugged into various computer equipment on the table. My brother is there with some others, trying to sort it all out. These are my own phone lines and those of my mother, all interconnected and hoplessly tangled. They say it will take some time, but they will get everything sorted out.

Next scene.
I am in an open space similar to all those before, but fairly brightly lit. There does not seem to be a roof, or walls, exactly. There are round tables, everywhere, and I am looking for my drink. All the drinks appear to be in beer bottles and there are drinks on every table. Each time I pick up a drink, I realize that this is not my drink, but cannot seem to find mine. I am also aware of carrying some tortilla chips in my hand and that this brand does not even taste good and why am I carrying them? I put them down and state that "I am done with this".
There are others there, too. Some who look like nice people, but who are not. Some who talk about wanting to gang rape me and I have to tell them that I have already been there and done that, although I do not remember such an experience personally.

Just then, an androgynous comes in. She/he has a face that is made up, white face, with designs on it in different colors and the head is larger than most, almost like a helmet. I am aware that this androgynous is here to help me, maybe even protect me. She is looking around at all points of the room constantly, as if on guard. There is a commotion, with lots of excitement from the people here, as if royalty or a big name rock band was coming. I ask the androgynous what is happening and she says "its Genesis". The sound of the crowd is escalating and I find it difficult to hear. She/he says/shouts "do you want to drum?" and I think, it must be a rock band and I don't know how to drum. I cannot get up on stage and play with such fine musicians. So, I say no, but am now aware that she may have said "do you want A drum?".

A hush falls, as I notice I am being moved by the crowd into a hallway with my back moving up against a wall and just ahead of me is this group that everyone is so excited are here. There are 5 or 6 and they are also androgynous and VERY tall. They are very colorfully dressed, with colorful makeup, almost like a children's TV program. Most stand about 8 foot tall, but one is about 10 foot tall and seems to be the leader. As they move closer, everyone seems to know they have come to help and I can feel everyone hoping they will be picked, and thinking that they will never choose me. There are so many others that are in much greater need, than I.

But, they do pick me, and I can feel them move in and each is beginning to heal me in their own way. I am a little unsure and hope that they are not tricking me and do mean good. The very tall leader gets much taller and bends over and down towards me pointing his/her finger at my mouth, which I open. The finger begins sucking energy out of me, from very far down within the depths of my soul. He is speaking to me, telling me what he is taking, but I am in a trance and can only hear a little of what is said. I hear all negativity, judgement, criticism, but that is all I can discern. The sensation is something familliar to me, but nothing I can recall in this lifetime. Still, I know that these beings mean to help me, so I let them take this energy from me and then I wake up.

Upon waking, I said that if drumming was something that might aid me,  then I would be happy to learn to drum. I also got a message that I could receive more help, if I would be more open to it.  The healing sensation of this last part of the dream stayed with me for the day and is still with me at various times, since then. I feel so blessed for this aid and wonder if anyone else has had something like this happen.

Also, I felt very curious about these large androgynous and who they are. Somehow, I don't think they are part of my regular inner circle, although I have not formally met my inner circle visually yet.

I felt compelled to go online looking for giant angels and of course, came across the nephilim. I also came across another post here, mentioning nephelim, and I believe there is something I need to know about the nephilim, but cannot remember. Something that will aid me in my healing and remembering who I am or have been.

I have many thoughts on this dream and am very curious what others take away when they read it. Please do, share your views and/or interpretations. Many thanks.

Love and Peace,
Erin