I have never dreamed of end of world and never had to google this kind of stuff. I found this site and would like to share: I dreamt that I was with my dad driving on a long stretch of deserted highway in the daytime and I looked out passenger window and saw the most beautiful colorful comet begin to form like a shooting star but the tail and IT were huge thick and colorful blues and reds and yellows and it began to shoot and lengthen and get longer and I pointed it out and had this faint feeling that maybe it was an alien or spaceship form because it was so huge and beautiful and because it was in the DAY…..but I just stared in awe….then slowly it began to transform as it lengthened and shot through the sky and fizzled and as I looked backwards (we were driving) I watched it go to the distance at the end of road behind me and then started forming a fire in the sky that touched down to earth (so basically a “bomb” I guess) and it all of a sudden just flipped a switch in me and I realized in an instant that this was not good. I turned and looked ahead of us and saw more of those “shooting star” bombs glide through the sky and pour fire down to the earth and then I calmly said to my dad “Well I guess this is it! It’s the end of the world, this is it, its really happening” something like that, in a real matter of fact way. And I don’t remember what my dad said but I just knew this was it and wasn’t sure if it was “war” fare (bombs from other countries) or biblical, like god destroying the earth? My dad was there (I am sure because I see him as the religious figure in my life and he always talks about the second coming of christ etc..) so I faintly remember the rest and here are the details:I remember, Driving and just knowing I had to get back home to husband and my kids. I was calm but anxious and really needing to get there and be with them. I wasn’t thinking of anyone else, and my dad disappeared after that. I seem to remember calling Andrew on my cell phone and saying this is it, it’s over, I am coming right now, I’ll be there in a minute and he didn’t seem to know what was happening and I told him that the world is ending, fire is everywhere and too keep the kids inside and I’ll be there, I didn’t’ have panic or stress like “im not going to make it in time” I knew I’d get there. I saw other people running and screaming and remember seeing people in a panic. I had this sadness for them that they were going to die in this panic state and that they could not escape it at all, they were only causing themselves pain in their last moments on earth. Next thing I know I am arriving at home and go in and I am glad to be there in our home and we are all together. I remember walking around as if I am securing things and I started to wonder what to do, do we hide, do we run, do we escape the fires and inevitability? I remember thinking of the kid’s point of view and how that would be so traumatic and cause them so much fear and crying if we were running and trying to escape. I wondered what it would be like to burn to death? Then I knew in an instant that I was not going to run. I remember looking in the mirror or the feeling of seeing my SELF and internally I was thinking that we would stay together and just let it happen. This calmness came over me and I knew that it wouldn’t matter since we were all together. I was fine with it and accepted it wholeheartedly that there was no way out. It dawned on me how my dad says that the second coming takes away all bad people and the ones left are here to rebuild the “heaven on earth” and new that we were safe because we are the good people. But then I thought of Buddhists beliefs of death and afterlife etc. I remember thinking “incinerating will probably happen so fast that we won’t even feel the pain and then we will immediately go to the “other side” quickly and together…and be together in whatever comes next in death. Then I remember feeling so safe with that notion and felt this excitement and curiosity to FINALLY know what happens in death, but no fear due ONLY TO THE FACT that I was with Andrew and my children, so death is not fearful if we all go together.  Death for me is only scary and sad because the sadness of the SURVIVORS that are left with grief and mourning over the dead. The dead person is on to other things and it’s not a big deal. I am just afraid of other people dying and how that will feel for ME …..or…..of if I die, and how that will affect my loved ones. So in my dream, it was all relief and acceptance and so glad that we were all going to die together and find out what comes next, like it was a mysterious adventure and was OKAY.  Then that’s all I remember, I woke up. any input on interpretations

Author: sharon_split29

February 10th, 2008 at 8:30 am in Uncategorized

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