Shopping, Mountain
Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2015 2:54 pm
I had a dream that's kinda long, so please bear with me.
I dreamt that my mom, daughter and I were going to the store. I told my mom there was a different road to the store than the one she was on, so we went that way. We were at a building parking lot, and I looked out my window to the left, and there was a guy named Mike that goes to my church, and he was hugging a friend of his named Melissa. When he hugged her, he sniffed her. Then, he was really sad.
Someone else was in the car, and we both looked at Mike and said, 'He is so weird. We kinda chuckled.' So, I'm driving to the store, and on the way is like this artist market--all kinds of homemade stuff. We stop and look around. This lady and her husband had all these pieces they made. They were so pretty. I picked up this mug that was supposed to be a bird. The feathers were very detailed. I never saw the price tag on the mug, but it was super expensive, so I put it down. Then I looked up, and there was this mountain kind of in the distance, but close. I said, 'I have got to get to that mountain'.
In the next scene, my mom, daughter and I were walking on the outside of the flea market, when these three men came up. They were drug dealers and robbers, and they were threatening us. All of a sudden, Mike appeared out of nowhere. He had a gun in his hand, and when the men saw that, they disappeared. End of dream.
So, I know this dream is long and confusing. I think the only part I get is the part about the mountains. For one, I grew up in Colorado, and I love the mountains. But, I think the 'mountain' in this case was Jesus. The mountain itself was more like a gigantic rock. I could be wrong, so I welcome any interpretation.
I dreamt that my mom, daughter and I were going to the store. I told my mom there was a different road to the store than the one she was on, so we went that way. We were at a building parking lot, and I looked out my window to the left, and there was a guy named Mike that goes to my church, and he was hugging a friend of his named Melissa. When he hugged her, he sniffed her. Then, he was really sad.
Someone else was in the car, and we both looked at Mike and said, 'He is so weird. We kinda chuckled.' So, I'm driving to the store, and on the way is like this artist market--all kinds of homemade stuff. We stop and look around. This lady and her husband had all these pieces they made. They were so pretty. I picked up this mug that was supposed to be a bird. The feathers were very detailed. I never saw the price tag on the mug, but it was super expensive, so I put it down. Then I looked up, and there was this mountain kind of in the distance, but close. I said, 'I have got to get to that mountain'.
In the next scene, my mom, daughter and I were walking on the outside of the flea market, when these three men came up. They were drug dealers and robbers, and they were threatening us. All of a sudden, Mike appeared out of nowhere. He had a gun in his hand, and when the men saw that, they disappeared. End of dream.
So, I know this dream is long and confusing. I think the only part I get is the part about the mountains. For one, I grew up in Colorado, and I love the mountains. But, I think the 'mountain' in this case was Jesus. The mountain itself was more like a gigantic rock. I could be wrong, so I welcome any interpretation.