Current Mood:
Awesome! & 
Laughing & 
OMG
Oh, let’s see- Tuesday morning, seven-thirty bright in the morning, and my first action after waking up be-fuzzled is to blog!
I’m excited, let’s say the least 
It was a multi-colored knit banner, descending slowly through the night sky. Blues, reds, yellows, and long and draped like one of those star-trek fantasy gashes or a decorative overhang on a curtain rod. Well.. um.. More specifically it was a dream of Jesus’ second coming!
I was dreaming something random, more or less. Hubby and I were in the back of a van drivng down a large highway somewhere in Arlington Virginia, with two strangers sitting a little in front of us. He was in enrapt conversation with someone in front of him, who he’d earlier torn up the sweatshirt on because he felt the guy had been mocking him. They were making amends and he was apologizing somewhat.
It was my dad up in the driver’s seat a bit further ahead in the van, and he called out to look up at the sky, rather excitedly, so I turned in my seat and craned to look out the back-window of the vehicle- you know, like any car, you have to get up close to the glass to see better whatever it is passing overhead.
So it was nighttime, yeah? Stars and a bit of clouds lit up from beneath by the city below, and there came into view a bit of black, and that really colorful, looped-up banner, somewhat bright for the color and contrast with the opening in the night sky it made. It was passing slowly because of how high it was- you know, parallax effects, like the further away something is, the slower it moves in relation to your vehicle. I grabbed Mike tight around the waist, hugging him and just staring back at this thing in a wtf? moment, and he quit his chattering to look too- probably at the same time as my dad bawled out.
As dreams sometimes do, it got easier to see what I was looking at. It was knit, I tell you, like a really loosely-knit shawl, and as I looked the sky turned dawn colors, the landscape around went warm colors as if the sun was coming up, and I swear I snorted in my sleep like a person snoring badly. xD! The banner-thing had changed to a person flying there at that spot in the sky, and I started realizing what I was looking at. ‘Papa!‘ I cried out in my dream, and the van just sorta dissolved out of relevance (I swear, it just continued driving on down the dawn highway, Mike and I were floating on what seemed our backs in that moment, because I was still hugging his waist!) and continued away. I was still in a heart-leaping OMGwtfWheeee! state of excitement, and in my dream sort of wiggled to my stomach, so that I wasn’t lying funny-prone while flying. Yes, flying, and I remember thinking that I should be scared of the highway pavement racing under me- but then again, it didn’t matter any more, did it? I was flying! Floating, perhaps? Anyways, hubby and I were beginning to move towards the person in the sky- slowly, as if we were figuring out how to move ourselves that direction, and following. It was kinda in the opposite direction of where the van had been heading, but at that point we weren’t even worried about oncoming traffic.
Anyways, it was at that point that I started to realize I had been dreaming, and I started to waken in delighted WTF-ness. It came to make sense that I snorted out loud in the dream, and had been on my back. Uhnf- it was a morning dream, and the blankets were so lovely warm and cozy. I rolled over and re-applied the duvet over my legs- but a little later pushed myself out of bed. There’s something about end of time dreams that prompt you straight out of bed to capture every detail you can on some sort of record, because these things come so very rarely. My last one was in January of 2003, and sure as heck I didn’t expect to have another!
It’s a little bit of a heartleap- I’ve been struggling with that lingering desire to dally in fantasy and online roleplaying for about two weeks now, and faltering. One’s mind starts to fuss- is it really such a big deal, should I heck- even be worrying about this?
And then something blindsides you out of the blue, and you get all excited about God an’- Hee.. let’s just say it put your mind in a whole different kettle of fish to dream like this. It makes me feel like nobody who reads what I wrote will be able to make sense out of it, but I’ve read enough of this or that dream to know folk sometimes do get taps on the shoulder from the Lord in their sleep. It’s happened to me lots of times. Feel free to ask in a comment. ^_^;