Dona Gloria

sep 23, 2019

“Doña Gloria”

I was at a huge celebration. It resembled a carnival, actually more like a fair. There were crowds of moving people, music, lights and attractions.

I also noticed a theme of Hispanic music and culture tones. There was a giant tower in the center of this plot of land where the event was taking place. The tower was red, white and blue. It actually resembled the Dominican flag.

Before I appeared in this scene I was in a big house with my family, mostly on my mom’s maternal side but there were extended “family” there I had never met. From memory, I know we were awaiting and resting up for this event. I found it interesting that I was encouraged to get to know these family members that I hadn’t met in the dream or in real life for that matter (awake now I’m thinking do these people exist, being that there has been a lot of relational overlap between my sleep life and life when I am awake). I also would like to note that none of these people had a dark complexion like mine… not even once we arrived at the fair.

We arrive to the fair as a group, I assume we are being expected because we walk right through the crowd towards the tower, as people make way for us. At the bottom is an open air lobby that protrudes from the base of the tower with walls that are about 7 feet high all around. Once the doors to this space shut no one can see in or out…unless in the air. I notice the pattern of red white and blue. At this point we are being sized up and read energetically. Surrounding us were men, or what one would think of as security detail in all black. I still notice how I’m the darkest complexion in the space.

In came A woman about 5’7″ kinda plump with a white cow-neck longsleeve dress and blonde gray here that was straightened and curled under just above her shoulders. She had a very uptight boss stature. She gave orders with her eyes. Suddenly  the security pulls out a big roll of name tags that says “hello my name is” or “visitor” with names on them. It could be assumed that this is the pass we needed to take the grand elevator to the top of the tower. As the name tags were being given out I watched as everyone got one. If there was a gap or question if someone had one I would search and make sure that they did. They got to the blank badges on the role and I didn’t see my name. So I say “Doña Gloria” and something in Spanish (now this is the second dream that I have spoken Spanish but I don’t use it much in daily life so that is telling, of what? I don’t know). I notice my name is smudged on a plastic casing of a sticker badge so surely I have a tag somewhere. I began looking for it. My group is leaving me and headed to the elevator. I saw a tag stuck to the bottom of something that could have been mine when suddenly I had a strong urge I shouldn’t go simply based on the energy around me.

As I back out, all of a sudden Doña Gloria (still don’t know how I knew her name) insisted I go in. MY intuition begins to yell at me through all the realms, run they are going to be in a ghastly situation and you can’t help them. I run out the doors and finally take a good look at the crowds of people. I realize they are in a unhealthy chaotic looking trance state. Surfing over the crowd of lifted arms and passing hands were two giant decaying bodies.  The enormous body looked like woman of a dark ash color who had veins of lava through there face, skull. There enormous size and my intuition tells me they are deities. Deities whose souls were clearly not at rest, they were sacrifices and they were being passed to what would be the place these people would feast on them.

As I’m making my escape, I get a knowing that “Doña Gloria” would send people after me because, unlike everyone there I was different and AWARE.

I found myself running through suburban apartments looking for refuge. I ran into this one apartment of males who were darker than me and seemed like they were themselves and in good spirits. I told them only a little of what I’d seen and how the “infected/sick” people are spilling out of the grounds and would be there and that they need prepare to survive.

Chilling, they did not move fast enough. Their windows were broken so I jetted out and began  looking for a vehicle. From previous adventures in the dream realms I know that I can do things that aren’t quite logical like pick any car and drive it without keys. So that’s what I did.

I ditched the car and realized being inside was my best bet. I found another apartment where there were some very clever kids. They took me in quickly and exclaimed that we needed to cover the windows. All they had to cover the windows with were stuffed animals and fabric. We did our best but the materials still let the light and the vision of the infected people in. They started to make there way to the dwelling. We climbed up fire place through piles of dust and spider webs to what opened up as a big attic space. We could have been safe there but once I asked if anyone closed the fireplace door to throw off their senses of us, the answer was no. We had to keep moving, everyone went their separate ways the fastest they could. I don’t know how I got outside but I did; maybe it was through a laundry shoot.

I was now on the outskirts of the suburban town running towards what looked like a fence of trees with big gaps. Through the fence I saw the most beautiful landscapes of green plush shaggy mountains, grass and all kinds of shrubbery. I ran and hid behind each natural hill until I could get to a place of shelter.

Although the kids and I were spread out I believe we all had the same plan because we met up down the edge of the landscapes mountains in some old ruins.

..[THERE IS MORE] , the following are key words that helps me remember the rest of the dream. (I may share the last parts in detail I may not)

collapse/”dad”

not so fun house, hiding

back to the town, their surrender, rich inheritance

[END, THANKS FOR READING]