Last week I was in three different time zones and it really caught up with me this weekend. I’m jet lagged and not thinking clearly. I’m clumsy. Despite that, I stayed up late last night working on my web site – all Halloween stuff.
I finally fell into bed around 1:30 a.m. I didn’t even say my prayers or vibe up before I surrendered my spirit to the night, as I always do. I don’t even remember falling asleep.
Next thing I know, I hear Patrick calling for me from the front door of our house.
“Kathy, we’re waiting for you, hurry up!”
I hop out of bed, mad that he didn’t give me any advance warning. I had a sense that this was a journey or trip we were going on and that I needed a suitcase. I fumbled out of bed and made it to my walk-in closet. I opened the door and it was all white and all my stuff had been covered in Rigid Wrap. As if someone had just left all my belongings as is and covered from floor to ceiling with the plaster cast stuff.
Confused, I backed out of the closet and saw that my entire bedroom had been covered in Rigid Wrap too. I crossed into another room and this tall skinny lady with her hair parted down the middle and pulled up into a bun, very gothic looking and expressionless, put her hands on my shoulders and tried to force me back into my room.
At that moment, I knew I was in the middle of a dream. I told her “Excuse me, I gotta go. Later! Bye! I can’t stay here!” and I wriggled my way out of her grip.
I then let out a gasp of air and sat straight up in my bed. It was 1:37 a.m. I flicked on the light and the TV set. I explained my dream to Patrick and he was like, “Whoa. I have no idea.”
I then said my prayers, fell asleep, and woke up very refreshed this morning. But man, that was a trippy dream!!!! Maybe because I had been working on Halloween stuff? I had also just read the spoiler synopsis for that new movie “Quarantine”.Love & light,