roswell

In waking life I watched my son's photo journey through Alaska last night. It sent me into one of the longest dreams I've ever had.

It started with me being brought to an Alaskan home in the wilderness. A large family wanted to see if I could help them find some relatives who were lost on a river fishing trip. They were several days overdue and no one had heard from them.

I woke from the dream but quickly re-entered it.

I took part in their family activities as they told me about the missing members. I ate dinner with them and watched as they washed their kid's faces and sent them to bed. This part of the dream lasted a long time as I followed them through their daily routines.

I woke and then re-entered the dream and I asked if they had a deck of cards because I wanted to do a tarot reading on the situation. I expected that they would only have regular playing cards, which I can read, but I was surprised that they had a tarot deck.

The deck was different than any I've ever seen but I asked the father to pick a card and he did. The picture on the card was unusual but I was able to tell it was the 5 of Rods. I told the father that it meant some kind of minor conflict or argument had lead to them being missing.

Then I woke from the dream but quickly re-entered it again. I re-entered this dream at least 4 times that I was able to count. Now I was talking to the father again and he showed me that he had a knee injury and that he couldn't go searching for the missing family members.

I told him that I was in pretty good physical shape from running and bicycle riding and that I could go searching for them. Then I woke and re-entered again and now I was hiking through the wilderness and I had a rifle to scare away the bears. It only made a loud sound, it didn't fire bullets.

I woke again and thought that this was one of the longest dreams I have ever had. I wasn't even trying to re-enter it but it just kept happening.

Now I re-entered again but this time I found myself in a pine forest in Florida. I knew I was still in the Alaska dream but now I watched as large pine trees began falling into one another like dominoes. I knew that something like sinkholes were forming under the trees, causing them to fall.

I thought to myself that Edgar Cayce, the sleeping prophet, had predicted that half of Florida would sink in the future. I felt like this was it.