Dream Diary – waterfall,twin towers, memorial, heavenly dimensional dream

Published July 4, 2015 by Laura Crean Author

OK,   so I’m trying to keep last night’s dream in the fore of my memory as I write, it’s a strange one!  And I’ve been up and to the toilet etc. and already it’s fading so I’m clinging to what I can focus on.

I know at some point there was some kind of thing with a school bus or a boat full of a class full of kids.  I’m not sure whether it was a bus fallen into a river and going over a water fall or it was some kind of boat – in my gut it was a school bus, because as they went over the water fall, the kids all quite calmly moved to the top end of the bus.

But then it changed, the dream, and it was about a boy – although at some point before that I think I was on a bus trying to find my way to Fairfield Halls in Croydon but then it changed to this boy going to this other place that became the point of the dream.  And I can’t quite work it out but to say that I think it was some kind of memorial to the Twin Towers and that possibly it is either supposed to be in Heaven or a parallel universe or something, because it was so strange but so real at the same time.  It was like two stairways going up – almost like a step pyramid but it wasn’t a pyramid – more like towers themselves, and these towers were joined together in the middle by a man made waterfall feature, is the only way I can describe it.  So you had staircases and then this flowing water down the middle, at a very slight angle like a waterfall, slide thing (not completely vertical.)  And I’m not sure but I think some people were allowed to climb up the staircases and then slide down the water into the river or whatever was at the bottom.  I’m not sure why they were doing this – I’m not sure if it was in honour of loved ones or it was the souls of the dead themselves – it was strange.

There was this boy who was either looking for his friend or his friend’s parents, but he certainly came across his friend’s parents at this place and I think they were here to remember their lost son or find him, I’m not sure, but they said he had been lost in this bus and the boy said “no”  he hadn’t been lost because he had been with him on that day and they had gone over the waterfall together.  Somehow he gave them proof of this in some kind of recording or something.  He said he was going up the tower and into the water for his friend and the parents wouldn’t let him do that.  There were men standing at the bottom of each staircase, guarding it, and you were allowed to give them some kind of token, (and he gave them what looked like a drone model, like a flying seed or Davinci’s helicopter or something) and the man would go up the staircase and put it in the water to represent the person I think, anyway that’s when it got even more confusing.  I felt that the boy and his friend’s parents went into the water and came up in this little pool – like a gateway to somewhere else.  They had this recording of the boys’ last moments together and then wished them luck finding him.  There was a whole load of parents looking for answers and leads as to what happened to their children, they were meeting up in like a meeting room built around this pool on a hill – and that’s all I can remember.  Although I do remember that the memorial tower, was in  what looked like a city and you could go into the building and up a glass elevator at the entrance, to the top – but it was only for some people.  I remember walking in there and looking around this hollow foyer that went up the middle of the tower but it looked like a big important building with lots going on, lots of people milling around.

So there you are, my strange dream of last night or rather this morning.

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