I shared hundreds of my dreams during the covid lockdown. Some were interpreted as a warning of Satanism in the Vatican and then turned into words of knowledge of someone who near the end turned out to be a witch that was influencing the subject matter of my dreams to be about her. Then I thought she had come online talking in this coded gnostic language to not be found out. Just writing it out sort of sounds insane... And yet as much as that scared me it has been hard to not think about them. I had a dream I understood was about her.
I was standing in the yard of my old childhood home. We had this dilapidated looking garage that was falling in. I was in front of that and the house was to my side. It was super dark. So dark I could feel the darkness on my skin. In the backyard there was putrid looking ice water that was a couple inches on the ground. Then in the way back on the road was the largest/darkest tornado I had ever seen in my life. It was destroying and sucking up everything in its path. Then what I understood to be this witch was standing behind the back of the garage and she stomped her feet and yelled very loud, "you GOT to be KIDDING me!" I was then standing inside the backdoor of my old house and was watching as the tornado sucked up all the ice water from the backyard.
Then I was standing in the spot I was again in the front yard and the entire garage as well as the girl was sucked up into the tornado.
Then the day cleared up again. It was sunny, like the clearest I have seen, and the tornado was there in the back, but my house was okay and it was moving away from me.
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I think God revealed to me that Hidden's dream and the other tornado dream are related.
I am the risk piece, okay? I got into this stuff without any experience. I had questions about things and a lot of time in pregnancy during covid lockdown to do so. And I truly believe I came upon something extraordinary. Just not all of it was the right kind. So the storm is moving away now. I'm diving deeper into just being an encouragement to others, and truly understanding how to use my gifts in serving God. I am growing closer to God and learning more of Holy Spirit. I can see for_his_glory's interpretation as being true too, that I just need that encouragement and support of others in this "clean up". I've needed to debrief. LOL.
And maybe start over? I still have dreams. I just need a blank slate with them and put them aside for now. I am just trying to figure out what to do with them now since I will continue to have them. It is hard to not see them all from God now. I feel really bad about that.
I got to go this morning because I have work. I appreciate being able to talk about it with like-minded believers.
Dreams like that are generally heavy and seem to weigh a bit differently than other dreams or nightmares.
One of the dreams I had seemed to be a warning about evil disguised as good:
I was walking under a long, shaded pathway, towards a small shop at sunset. I want to say it was like a record shop, but I can't say with 100% certainty - it just had that type of vibe looking at it.
An old friend who I haven't talked to in years was walking by and I thought we'd just exchange glances and keep walking, but no. He suddenly grabbed my arm and whispered in my ear, "The golden angels are coming."
Suddenly, I had a vision that there were 5 golden angels. They looked more like golden sculptures and weren't in any way super realistic looking. They didn't look like a human with wings or a divine being. Completely gold with perfectly circular heads, two circular eyes, and a smile. Their simple bodies floated with wings and a halo - staring at me. The gold slowly started to chip off revealing a darkness behind. When all the gold chipped off, they were all shadows with demonic smiles showing pointed teeth and glowing circular eyes. They all laughed in full smile, showing their many pointed teeth. When the vision was over, my old friend was gone. I wanted to ask him more questions, but he couldn't be found.
In my dream, I was suddenly in a panic, I ran away from the shaded pathway and found myself in an unknown city-scape - not sure where to go next. Then, I woke up.
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To think of angels that didn't look like angels harboring demons inside led me to get that "wolves in sheep's clothing" type of vibe....an age of deception. This happened before the pandemic, back in 2016. Perhaps the city-scape with towering builds everywhere was an interpretation of fear or of being lost. It bothers me that there were 5 of them, a very specific type of thing it seemed, and I don't know if there's a significance to that, but considering how our world is going these days and thinking back on that type of dream and all the deception out there...it gives me chills.
It makes sense to have dreams that are seemingly related as well...I tend to have dreams once in a while with apocalyptic type themes or or doom/dread coming. It's kinda awful, but all with purpose, I assume.