Dreamscape

The dream started out at night, I was running through an amusement park, I vaguely want to say it was disneyland. Anyways, I was running having a good time and I ran into my long time best friend Cyndi. We ended up going through a haunted house together where she couldn’t breathe.. then I woke up.

I guess I have always believed that your subconscious speaks to you in your sleep. Your dreams are constantly telling you things. You can say that you come face to face with The Spirit in your dreamscapes. Ive have always had vivid dreams, less now as an adult but I had alot of reassuring dreamscapes and scenarios as a kid. My mom was really into figuring out the meaning of dreams when I was a kid. She had a book with a dictionary of what things meant when they popped up in your dreams; from colors to animals to strangers that are passer bys in life becoming promonant figures in your dreams.

Anyways to get to my point, in my life I suffer from migraines. I sleep alot during them. from 7am-10am I was working and praying that the migraine I had would slip away. I prayed in the shower, “I want to spend time allowing you to create through me today. please take this pain from me.” I immidietly started thinking about how i was gonna go in and just start, take some medicine and power through, and then I heard, “just rest.” So I allowed my mind to shift to all the things I need to rest well and allow the pain to subside. My partner left the house and I slipped into a deep sleep.

I was headed into the studio. I walk into the entrance of the ashman plaza and it was a giant room, blues and purples fill the room. It felt alot like a gymnasium. someone said, “they are doing construction in the building, you probably can’t go to the studio.” I walk to go look at the stairs and sure enough it was tore up. In my dream the building was bigger than it is now, instead of having to go up two sets of stairs I had to go up a few flights, make it to an island that led to maybe an elevator, not sure because as I was par-coring, (yes straddling and jumping from spot to spot) as the lights were dramatic as i was getting to the studio I found myself lost amongst the obsticals. It began to rain and I remember that I left my cat outside. (not really sure what thats about.) I found myself on this island staring at my studio that was off in the distance.

I began to wake up, slight pain that i couldn’t place, I laid there for a moment as the dream sunk in. Then I said thank you before opening my eyes. the pain subsided and I was ready to go spend time with the Lord.

I imagine the Spirit was speaking to me during my sleep. I tend to put places in compartments in my brain. my safe zones or sanctuaries. Not everyones church is in a chapel. I think He was saying to be with Him everywhere. Why does it have to be in this room?