The Break-In

We were living in an apartment complex. It was one we use to live in sixteen years ago.
In Chicopee, Mass.
I was home alone with the kids. There was a Knock on the front door.

I peaked out the peep hole and noticed two guys dressed as Jehovah Witness’s, and a girl that had a clown costume on.

She was holding a large knife.
I told the kids to run and hide!

I scrambled to look for my phone… I found it, but it was dead. It was too late, they already broke in….

The two guys started witnessing to me. I explained to them that I was a Christian. That my ears are closed to their false doctrine and words.

Then one pulled me over to the front window in the living room and pointed down at a maroon car.

He then told me that it was his car, and that his name was Anthony.
I saw his face. Tan, dark hair and eyes ,with a dark freckle/mole on the left hand side of his cheek. Black suit. Attractive man.

(Much like the man Anthony that I use to work with at Big Y)

I turned around, and then noticed my kids were sitting at the dining room table.
The girl dressed as a clown was dirtying all my dishes.

I yelled at her to stop! I told her that I just cleaned the house, and she was making a big mess.

She told me to be quiet and that she was going to have a nice tea party with my kids.

I started screaming for them to leave.
Then the other guy that came in with them had disappeared.

I then appeared in my bedroom and saw the other guy sitting on the edge of my bed trying on my shoes. He told me that if I didn’t mind, he was going to take them all.
I told him to put them back. He said no, then proceeded to walk in a pair of my moccasins with his arms full of all my other shoes. He walked right out the front door with all of them.

He then voiced, “see you later honey.”
Then I realized they were a couple. The clown girl?

After he went out the front door I told the clown girl that there was an attractive girl out there with him.

She picked up the knife from the dining room table amd angrily left my kids and went out the front door to see.

I glanced at the table, noticing that every single tea cup in the house was filled with tea on my table…along with coffee mugs with half drunken coffee. I was very annoyed by the mess.

I told the kids it was going to be okay. Then hugged them.They were confused.

Now I was left with the other guy.

I looked at him.
He asked me if I was ready to listen to his words… And if I said yes, no one would get hurt. I said alright. Yes!
I told the kids to go to the other room.

Then I woke up.

(I went to bed thinking about a very confusing conversation I had in Sunday school. We were Baptist, but recently switched over to a Methodist church that is closer to home. I also went to bed thinking about all the dishes that got dirty. Due to me making a huge dinner yesterday.

I also was thinking about everything that needed fixing in my house, and how much I miss living in an apartment complex… Where when something breaks, a simple phone call, and someone comes to fix it. I also was thinking about a friend, MF, who asked me yesterday if her friend who just died went to heaven.

That she was a Jehovah Witness….
So I had a lot going in in my head last night before bed.

I’m confused about the clown though. What was the clown suppose to represent?


Dream Interpratation:

Not everything is as it seems. Or should I say that everything is not as it seems. The Lord is teaching or training you in discernment. Your response is determined by the severity or nature of the problem. You are being shown the underlying truth of people and situations. You can not rely soley on what you see, but you have to tune in to what the Spirit is saying.
Because you are/ will be led by the Spirit, when craziness is all around you and others have no idea what to do, you will appear to be calm and prepared to respond. Either because you are, or because you are relying on the Lord to reveal the truth in His timing.

Don’t just trust your old training and doctrines, don’t just trust your new acquaintances, but begin to view them through the truth of the Word.

Situations are obvious and clear in your dreams, but very subtle in real life. They don’t seem so absurd, but they are. Be wise in what you trust to others, but when they fall short, then be filled with grace and peace.

From AB.

The Laundry Mat




I Had dream that We were in a huge laundry Mat. One we have never been to before. Hundreds of washers and dryers lined up.

Like treadmills at a gym?

I set my pink purse that I am currently carrying down in front of the two washing machines that I was using. I then laid my iphone on top of of my purse and walked away over to the waiting room…C asked me if I was sure no one would steal it?

I said of course not.

Then she walked over to the back wall of windows to where KK, CR,K, and D were sitting.

O and I began to walk in the opposite direction, which was pretty far away from the kids, and my purse.

When we got to the waiting room I had a seat on one wall and O sat across from me.

Just then LW appeared, skipping into the room like a small child would. She plopped down in a chair in front of me and asked me to play with her hair.


I thought it odd, but said sure.

I went to reach for my brush in my purse, but then I remembered that I left it in front of the washing machine, on top of the white laundry basket…I had forgotten already that I left my purse over there.
So I used my fingers as a comb, taking her hair out of the blue rubber band. Then I commented on the way she was dressed. I asked her, “didn’t she have this same white polo and blue jeans on the last time I saw her?”

(yes. that was very rude of me.)
Annoyed, she said yes.

Then she told me that this wasn’t going to work, and that we were not going to be friends anymore because of C and Ca breaking up.

I stood up and walked in front of her and said… Seriously??? How can you say this, when we swore to each other that we would never let anything come inbetween our families friendship.
I was very upset!

She stood up and skipped off like a small child again.

Then O asked me if I really left my purse and phone over there by the washer, and that he hoped I was just kidding…

I told him yes, I did.
He began to yell at me, calling me an idiot, and told me to go get it, but was sure it would be gone!

I went to go get my purse with him following behind me, but upon approaching the washers.. I noticed my baskets and purse gone.

I decided to check inside the two washers we were using. I opened each of them up… Saw all the clothing and soap….

Then began to cry that my purse and phone were gone.

Just them the laundry mat turned into a creepy dark forest and O  and I were the only ones there. O pointed and yelled to me, “Look! over there!” It was a skinny short man with a bald head and long trench coat running through the forest with my pink bag. I looked in the direction that O was pointing and saw that the man took my iphone and through it into the woods under a large tree. O and I started running it that direction… We stopped under the large tree and I picked up my phone, upset that the new case was broke…
The guy who had my purse was now out of sight…

Then O started yelling at me for leaving my purse in the first place..

And then I woke up.

The Kidnapping


Monday, March 31, 2014


I woke up at 7am with my back hurting.. Then went back to sleep, only to wake up at 9:30 from a nightmare where me, C,KR, and CR, were in this run down old plaza. It was similar to the market place plaza in Winston Salem.. Where N works as a barber.

The kids and I were stranded and needed to make some money to eat…we were so hungry!

We ran into a Spanish couple who invited us to their apartment, which was in the shopping plaza…We went up these white wooden circular staircase up to their apartment. They fed us some Spanish food. They said they snuck over from Mexico. Then asked me what my story was.

The man told me that he was going to teach me how to drive.. He told his wife to teach the kids how to use the bow and arrows while we were having the driving lesson..

Something happened and I freaked out while trying to learn to drive and ran back up those stairs crying.

The kids were in a back bedroom and the guy told his wife that she needed to go take care of me..

She started preparing a shot from a wooden box at the dining table. I turned around, and in a struggle.. She tried to stab me with a needle shot, telling to not to fight it. That it would be over soon, and she would take care of my kids because she doesn’t have any of her own.

I screamed for the kids to run and leave the house.. But KR  was the only one who came out..I asked her where C and CR were…

She just stood there watching me…

Like in a trance?
Still screaming, I tried to get the needle out of the ladies hand to use on her.

And managed to do so. She was small and petite with long black hair and a tan…
I got away and began to run down the staircase; which was off the kitchen.. I saw CR and C at the bottom of the stairs talking..

I screamed for them to run, and tried voicing what just happened to me with the lady and shot… Telling C how the lady was trying to drug me, so they could kidnap them.

C asked where KR was.. I told her it was too late, that they brainwashed her…That KR was staying.

As we were running towards the parking lot to get away the man pulled up In a large navy clunker of a car… The same one that he was trying to teach me to drive in…

He was running up towards the apartment as I was looking back.. He was calling for KR, telling her that she knows what to do…and to do like he instructed her to do.

She met him outside and threw him some bow and arrows. She  also had some.

They both began to shoot at us…

Then KK appeared in the dream.

She was running along side of C and CR, telling me to hurry and not give up!
But if was too late…

The guy and KR shot me in the back and I fell to the grown in the parking lot..

As I was laying their dying, I looked around and saw the parking lot filling up with lots of people.. All carrying bow and arrows.

Then I woke up.

Indians & Coffee



Krissy had a dream that I was walking in the woods with her and I asked her to hold my coffee mug.


Then a bunch of Indians came up behind us so we started running. Krissy dropped my coffee and felt bad and wanted to run back for it.

I told her no, but she ran back anyways and an Indian caught her and took her back to the village.

She started to cry…Then she woke up.