Whirling Water's


In your dream…let’s say you just sat down to eat.   
All is serene and peaceful …then your dream jumps to you (as a parent) envisioning your children swimming along a small river with family members all about the waters.  Everyone’s enjoying themselves; your mate’s sitting on the sand barge next to you and the waters just the right temperature.  You note the sun streaming through the trees with glints of it hitting the water and perhaps glinting off a canoe that you just rode down the river in.
To your left and right you hear other boaters yelling and laughing as if the day will never end and all cares are thrown to the winds.
Then suddenly….you hear a scream!  What was that?  You look out over the water; all the children are where they should be…so you think.   You see your daughter next to you and think all is well.  Then you hear…Dad, that’s little sis out there!  No, little sis is next to me.  No Dad!  That’s little sis!…Suzzanne’s next to you.  You jump up and see your youngest daughter in a whirlpool that’s spinning her around and around then down under the water.  You run into the water totally dressed in jeans, shirt, and shoes.  Gotta get my baby, she can’t swim! You think.  Hurriedly anxious you trudge through the water to pull her out just at the last moment….the dream ends.
You wake worried...is my baby okay?  Did she die?  You quietly get out of bed and check on your little darlings.  Yes, they’re all tucked safely in bed, all is well.

2-10-12 Dream....

This dream came to me today....

I'd been to a gathering with my children...all ages were 10-years younger (they're now grown adults). We got up to look around the area at which time the two eldest kids were magically-in true dream fashion-with their friends.  My two youngest children were with me and a man I was dating.  We sat on a bench and I began to have labor pains.  I walked into another area of which my kids followed.  I told an older beautiful grey haired lady to please announce on the paging system for my daughter, of which I gave her name and son to meet up with us and she did so.  This same lady counted the length of time of each contraction.  I asked what she was doing and this was her reply, `Well, you're only at 20 but when it reaches 100 you'll have the baby.'  Okay, I'd not heard that before.  Anyway, an ambulance was called via my eldest daughter.  All my kids were then with me.  I knew the baby was soon to arrive, however the dream ended when my alarm went off. 

When I woke I knew exactly what the dream's interpretation meant to me....Since birth or a baby mean change, and I'm all about change....I feel it meant the birth of a new book I"m just about to publish entitled `The Ankle Express - Life and times of Wm. Victor Gray' - my `due-date' is September 1st.  Yes, I'm to birth a new baby to me.  (The Ankle Express -is a historical rendition of events passed down since my great-grandfather from the time of the civil war through my fathers days in the Navy and all the stories in between.  Numerous events correlate with true historical facts, which has been a treasure to research.  This historical true life story encompasses numerous family members - their stories plus endless `how to' make items from the depression, `how to' preserve foods and the many ways they survived. http://theankleexpress.blogspot.com/)  It's a work of love on my end, which correlates with a work of love when a little one comes forth and in this case I'm ecstatic to have this privilege!

Also, had I been pregnant then this dream would have been termed a precognitive dream, which means the subconscious has the ability of foreknowledge of what, in this case, is a probable outcome of a new birth.

In my circumstance it means a different type of birthing pains.  The pains, if you will, of mental birthing pains, which ultimately has the probable outcome in the form of a new book.  Many more books are in the works as well.

See how interesting dreams are!  You may want to begin to write yours down thus enabling an interpretation. 

Happy dreaming!!!

A Recent Dream....

This dream was so beautiful!  I hope I can do it justice.....

I rode inside a creamy white train; everything sparkling clean. As I glided along I noted the vast spray of windows that encompassed the curvature of the trains front. These windows dominated the front and down both sides perhaps twenty feet on either side.
The most exhilarating feeling of freedom lay before me as we skimmed throughout the land. The sun shone brightly and there were no visible tracks below or in front that I could see, yet this train glided along peacefully. At first I tried to sleep, and then thought...NO! I exclaimed this is too beautiful to sleep through! Thus I sat up to view all as I flew by. I saw an ocean to my left and small bluffs to my right for a bit, with lots of trees all around and lush green grass below. All seemed well groomed as I glided slightly above the ground. I thought there has to be invisible tracks, surely. I went up and down over small hills, around curves. Oh it was divine! I turned around and noticed no one was traveling with me. I walked down the aisle and yet saw no one all the while noticing how very clean it was. It was indeed magical.
That's when I woke. Immediately I felt I knew exactly what I'd been given in this dream.
This dream portrayed life in its most simplest form.....clean cut and beautiful! We're all here traveling over this beautiful land, up and down hills, around curves and then back straight. Many of us sleep, symbolically, throughout our lives and never notice just how fantastic this life is and can be. But the major thing we all have to do is wake up, or be awake throughout our journey.
Think about this...how many go to work and back home without ever really thinking about what they're doing. See..if we just go to work and home...we miss all the in between silence, if you will, of what actually is. The silence actually screams at us, however most never notice.
The `in between silence' is our subconscious that works while we work, play, eat, sleep etc. However, so many of us `think' there's a magic bullet we are yet to receive, when in fact it's within our very being.
Wake up and notice life in all its simplest facets.
Because of a dream...I wrote a book entitled Victoria Zane. This book begins with the dream, which came to me about Henry Ford. Yes, Henry Ford! I knew that he built cars and yet never studied from whence he came nor did I study anything about his endeavors. Of course, after this very insightful dream I read several books about him to learn that what I actually saw within my dream was in fact true! I could hardly believe it!
I had to travel to Detroit, after learning that's where he lived, to uncover the house I saw in the dream, his plant, the cobble stone street in front of his home. There were so many truths within my dream that I began to actually study dreams, even going so far as to take a weekend course at the School of Metaphysics. It, to say the least, was the most enlightening experience I'd ever had with the exception of bearing my babies, of which there are four....I'm pleased. Can you see my smile? See...this is a prime example of `the silence' we pass by every day.
Please write down your dreams and email me at: proqfineart@gmail.com I will in turn give you my spin on the dream, which should enable you to move past something that lingers in your subconscious or in fact enables you to write a book as well.

Victoria Zane (click on book cover to purchase) can be purchased online at Amazon.com in book format for $14.95.....and or Kindle format below for $9.99 (click the book cover to purchase).