Dreams are Powerful, aren't they?

When I was teaching school, I once dreamed I was in a reception hall with my students - made up like a graduation, with brought-in metal chairs and decorations everywhere...the bride came down the aisle, facing away from me, a vision in white. All my students and I stood up and clapped, because we knew we were supposed to!

Then all of a sudden the groom came down the aisle in the same way, only faster...my students couldn't decide to stand up and clap or not - it was so unusual to do things that way - and I wasn't sure, either.

Then the groom turned to me, and it was JESUS. The look on His face was like, didn't you know I was coming?

What symbolism.

lol...wonder if you can get a kilt in camo...sounds like a wonderful dream. hang on to it. it was given to you for a reason...it would be kinda hard to deer hunt in one of those. what a thought. you gave me a big laught today...now i'm gonna picture every man i see today in a kilt...LMAO...i'm off to little rock. hope ur day is good...patty

My day isgoing well patty, and i'm not sure about the camo, but couldn't you imagine a deer hunter in a kilt with long jons and rubber hunting boots. HA HA you have a great day also, safe traveling.
Soulseeker, that was a rather interesting dream as well. Yes they incredibly powerful. I've thought about it often and it brings me comfort and courage to continue doing what i need to.
Thanks for your comments!!!!

My dreams are ussualy dark and forboding, I write them recently in my journal

mine are usually too, however this was one that i actually felt good about. i hope you'll have a good one tonight :)

I saw these crumbling stairs winding up against a wall. There was a child sitting on them. When he saw me, he ran up the stairs, with a few crumbling bricks falling behind him. I carefully, tediously climbed the stairs w/bits of mortar and stone falling down. When I got to the top, it was like an old warehouse setting...exposed pipes, huge windows. Everything took on a dusty glow. There were all these toys but they were old toys; broken and faded. Still the children loved them and played with them. I wandered around and they would pause and look at me then go back to laughing and playing. It seemed they didn't have adults around and didn't want them around but it was OK for me to be there because I wouldn't destroy their fragile world.

I had a dream that I was offered a job a dream job of sorts and that my husband helped me to get the job abd the owner was like we understand tht there will be days you will flourish and days that you won't even be able to come in. Just come in and help out when you can.

it was to help my husband with some of the more mundane parts of his IT job.

I was so stressed in my dream about even doing that much work as i would be afraid that while they said it could be a more come and go kinda job that I just would not be good enough.

The anxiety I was having about it that when I woke up I was crying and I kept crying and crying because I would never ever be offered a job like that to begin with.

I was unconsoleable and my husband was like what is wrong and I told him it was just a dream a perfect dream that would never happen and even if it did I still had huge anxiety.

I will tell you that it is getting to the point where I just take drugs to keep me sleeping as my dreams are far better then the reality I live in.

i don't want to die or anthing I just don't want to live I WANT TO LIVE IN MY OWN REALITY!!!