There was another one that was a huge mouth, big and dark with nothing attached to the mouth, and it was very scary. Then, lollies of all sorts of colors would come flooding out, and the dream turned to scary happy, but scary just the same. I used to dream of spiders all over me, and in fact, that is the earliest memory I have, and running into my parents room when I was about 3. I can handle spiders now, and use a bug catcher to flick them outside in the garden, unless they are the type that can kill or make one very sick, and I kill them. I have to protect the children and Prince Pugstar, along with any other visitors, of course :)<quoted text>
mine goodness gracious me Sister Friend... sounds like you do have some memories of those times.
I didn't know those things as a child...-they might have 'prepared' me!~~smile~~
I can't imagine what it's like to dream like that.
If... and I say 'if... I need to 'get away' I just fly. The earth as a planet is very beautiful from above.
Cliff edges carry no fear even if they drop way down to the valleys and seas. Wings are safe.
That said, I can wake up after a hard days night of rescue work. Even that is amazing stuff.
Somehow any 'fear' the crowd project becomes a force of their protection!
Sounds like all dark matter being utilized without harm?
~~~Prayer has carried many a wing safe home~~~
Dreams are no longer nightmares; they are something I look forward to...