I was going to post to this this morning, and found it had been closed. So I am starting a new one here.
<lurking mode off> About 7 years ago, I was heavily involved in the Biotech community. I was making a very large six figure salary, I was working on the the most cutting edge medical research projects in the world. I regularly worked with, advised, and helped every major pharmaceutical research companies and their most top secret projects. My travels took me to almost every major medical research school in Europe, Asia, and North America. I personally trained many of the public health departments in the US on how to identify e coli 0157 (PFGE and image analysis software). If you were doing genetic modification and research, infectious disease analysis, proteomics, I was probably there. China, Japan, Scripps, CDC, Mayo, LLL, SwissProt, and all the other players. And then… I began to have premonitions. I began to have the feeling that all my colleagues, my clients, anyone connected with the medical field were going to be hanged. Literally. That a pogrom, a genocide, of epic proportions was going to occur. I began to believe that if you were a doctor, a researcher, or even just involved in the medical field, that one day, a virus was going to escape from a lab (and I was in some pretty hairy level 3 and 4 labs), and it would kill all of us. And those that lived through the horror were going to hunt down, maim, torture, and kill the medical profession because they couldn’t save anyone. Because they “caused” it. Because someone has to take the blame for all of the deaths and destruction. It’s just human nature.
I lived with the feeling, the premonition, for two years. And then I got out. I quit. I left the industry, never to return. My premonition has never left me. My wife thinks I am nuts. My family is shocked that I gave up such a dream career. I flash back to the chaos. This morning, I had a very strong image of the coming black death as I awoke at 4:00 am and could not go back to sleep.
I now own my own company and am very successful. I am not in medical research anymore, but I do follow the trends. And it is coming.
Post Pandemic, if you live that long, I pray to you to not disclose your affiliation if you are in the medical field. (unless you are Lisa the GP <grin>). It will probably take a generation for the survivors to regain trust in any type of medical provider.
<lurking mode on>
Wow, chilling thoughts there, eladdie. You’ve really spooked me! Thank you for sharing it.
I was just looking for this thread to post mine from last night. It wasn’t “pandemic” but “after”.
At the urging of a friend, I applied for and got a job working heavy equipment at a construction site, earthmoving, backhoes, that kind of thing. It was only evening and weekend hours, around the time I could be away from my children. It was dirty, scary work; I was glad to have the income but wasn’t sure I wanted to continue. The next weekend I “forgot” my work hours and they called… mad at myself for forgetting, I lied and said I didn’t understand they had hired me for steady hours on the weekend and thought it was just for odd hours they had available as they came up. They accepted what I said as polite fiction and were still eager to have me as a worker. I got the impression they were very, very short-handed and I could work as many hours as I wanted.
IRL I have never worked a job like that, have never even considered it. This is one of my dreams that seemed really real; I was actually out on the work site wearing the yellow safety tabard, on the big equipment and hearing the backup beeps, the roaring motors, etc. I seemed to know how operate the machines, but not real well. I was nervous.
Another lurker turning off the lurk mode! Wow that is some kind of premonition, and I hope that your vision of the survivors taking out their rage on the medical professionals is a metaphor for something less sinister. If this is the kind of humanity we will be left with post pandemic, I am not sure I want to be one of the “lucky ones”
Whoops, me at 13:31. Mods, could we possibly get link to the previous thread?
I think maybe one reason many of us check in here on a daily basis, is because we do feel like our instincts are trying to tell us something ominous is about to occur. I certainly have never claimed to be clairvoyant or even close, but about a week ago, I had one of the most vivid dreams I have ever had. The pandemic had started, and everyone was duly quarantined, and about a month into the quarantine, National Guard troops showed up with guns pointed ordering everyone out into the street. The announced that there was now a vaccine and we were all required to get one. I immediately had a feeling of terror and somehow knew that the vaccine was faulty and would actually kill anyone who took it. I grabbed my husband and both kids, and we made a run for it, but were spotted and soon were being shot at. I woke up right then in a cold sweat breathing very hard. Scared the beejeebies out of me. After that dream, even if they do come up with a vaccine, I would have to think long and hard about taking it.
I have been following the BF for over two years and I actually did have my first panflu related dream last night. Someone once told me that dreams are God’s way of communicating with us…the trick is to interpret them properly. Any insight on this one?
I dreamt I had flu symptoms and went to the hospital. Once there I realized what a horrible mistake I had made and that I should have just stayed home and dealt with it there. But, I am alone and so had unwisely reached out for help by going to the hospital. A nurse (dressed in angelic white) said, yes, it would probably be safer to just go home and deal with it. I told her I had some Tamiflu at home and she seemed surprised and said that was a blessing, because the hospital had not been able to get any. She asked if she could send anything home with me to help. My dead mother appeared and said if the nurse would just give us a liter of blood that she (my mother) would make sure I was taken care of. The nurse asked my blood type and I told her. She returned with a bag of blood and sent us on our way.
The meaning seems quite clear except I don’t get the blood part. Any ideas? Thanks in advance…
Nova
you will lose a lot of blood if you catch this disease. without proper treatment, lungs will hemorrage and you will bleed profusely from your nose and mouth.
maybe you saw or read about hwo the disease acted in 1918. you suspect you will “need blood” for the loss of blood you are expecting as the disease progresses and gets worse while you are at home.
you won’t bleed to death. you will drown, however. -no need for any extra blood or transfusions.
TIG: I never made the connection. Thanks.
I’m glad I won’t bleed to death. Not so glad that I’ll drown, however…
Mmmm. After thinking more on it, on a metaphysical level, blood represents life. The “angel” sent the “life force” home with me so my dead mother could take care of me.
Maybe.
It sure seems more comforting than the literal translation… ;-)
This is weird. I was thinking of my “work site” dream again this morning and some of the symbolic interpretations. I could see that it had a very positive message of me managing powerful forces — the heavy equipment — and the “machinations” of TPTB in regards to the flu. I would move (literally)mountains, heaven and earth (with the earthmovers) for my family, to provide for them, even if I was frightened, even if I was without my husband (which was the case in the dream.) So I thought it was a pretty cool symbolic dream. But THEN,
I took the kids to get their flu vaccinations today; the health department was having a clinic at a local outdoor _ampitheater_ for _way cheap_. I thought it wouldn’t be busy in the pouring rain we had but no, at that price I guess, it was crowded, people parked on the grass. I walked in, and everyone is in those YELLOW SAFETY TABARDS that I saw in my dream. The nurses, the volunteers — it was a sea of tabards. I was really weirded out and curious, because they’ve never done _that_ before. I joked with the chatty nurse who did my toddler, “What, they think you all are going to be hit by a truck or something in here?” and she replied it was part of an emergency preparedness drill. I said, “Oh, for panflu preparedness?” and she looked away quickly, said a quick yes, and gave all the nonverbal indications that that line of conversation was _closed._ I said a quick, “Oh, good for you!” and that was that.
I can’t tell you the odd feeling I got seeing those hundreds (?) of tabards. Thought y’all might be interested. ;-)
Nova, there is a literal translation of your dream. I believe there was a paper published a while back about isolating immune factors from blood re: the flu. IIRC, and I don’t think I have it exactly, the plasma from the recovered would be used to innoculate other people.
Northstar. I think we all get little clues as to tomorrow in our sleep. I will always think of them as YELLOW SAFETY TABARDS now. One of the interum ministers is into Jungian Analysis of Dreams and Enviormental and Global Warming Issues. He wants to share his knowledge with a group I sometimes join, and a few of the ladies are glum and somewhat resistant. Since he is an authority who has studied these things intensively the ladies are being somewhat cavalier in their attitude. When the time comes for the discussions it will be most intriguing to see what happens. I wouldn’t be suprised if they end up sabatoging the talks, subconciously. Passive-aggressive.
Gee, diana, Global Warming and Jungian Analysis of Dreams all wrapped up into one presentation for the ladies? You sure know how to have a good time! (GG) It kind of makes me think of a Monty Python skit with the guys all done up in drag with their pocketbooks and all… ;-)
But I just wanted to let you know I just love your writing and always look forward to reading your posts. They’re always such a treat!
runinonmpt – at 13:41
Your dream literally made the hair on the back of my neck stand up because it’s almost identical to a recurrent one I keep having.
Gave me the heebie jeebies in a way I haven’t felt for a long time, in fact.
My dreams in this vein started almost 2 yrs ago (well, the first one was the huge 9/11 dream that turned my life upside down in 1988; I think it’s in thread #2 or 3). First I would have one every few months and wake up with heart pounding…then about once a month, then every few weeks, then once a week, then every few nights, now sometimes several a night. I’ve come to just expect them. There have been so many I’ve given up posting them all (though there was one very distinct one the other night that involved an elderly woman who died of starvation while waiting next to a huge display of peanut butter that TPTB wouldn’t release for consumption).
But it’s always strange to see someone else write your dream in their words. And not really in a good way…pretty creepy, actually. Eek.
I couldn’t actually find the original Pandemic Dream thread; the link at the beginning of II goes to a blank thread. Maybe the mods can find it again? But here are the rest:
Pandemic Dream Thread II Pandemic Dream Thread III Pandemic Dream Thread IV
Petticoat Junction, I’d love to hear more of your dreams, disturbing as they are. I’ve gone on the opposite track; I used to have pandemic dreams sometimes several times a night. It made night a torment and I had to get sleeping pills. Over the months, they’ve faded down to few. Now it is rare that I get any. Somehow I feel that more ominous than having them.
Had a vivid one last nite. British National Museum. Assyrian section. Massive muscular lions on the wall. Two step out of the bas releif, become three dimensional and saunter mujestically and slowly down the exhibition halls, past White plastic transparent curtains that are hanging over the entrence. Everyone scatters in fear. Only thing I could think of was that something from the distant past, and of a threatening nature has come to life., suddenly something is becoming real instead of merely representational. But on the way to the YMCA I passed a imposing wall, and two massive lions lying on the plinths at the entrence. I have never noticed these lions, though I have driven past the walls hundreds of times.
diana, I’m sure you are familiar with Yeat’s “Slouching Towards Bethlehem” — here’s a nice annotated version. This poem has always spoken panflu to me. What rough beast indeed.
Nova- could your Mom have been pointing out to you that she will give you healing via blood (genes)?Maybe some folks are prdisposed genetically to be able to heal from this flu.
Yes, Yeats. I drove past that particular estate early this morning. Though I looked for it I didn’t see them. Then on the trip back I drove very slowly once I saw the wall, and the lions are high up, set well back and behind trees, that are now bare. With leaves on, I never would have noticed them. Perhaps, that too, is like this H5N1 Obscured by all sorts of things like the millions of leaves on those trees, and only now becoming clearer. Further down the road is one with two Chanticleers crowing. I used to keep a small photo as a talisman. From the Assyrian era. It was a very powerful image of a man /lion standing erect, hands or paws clenched. hugh beast lion thighs, man beast arms. Tremendous power in a small compressed ivory figure. We would be wise to pay attention to our dreams.I had thought to copy the talisman, now I think I’ll look around for another.
Hope: What a comforting and possible interpretation. Thank you…
Northstar – at 14:03
That’s happened to me, too. I haven’t had one of “those” dreams in a while now. I can’t decide if it means I’m as ready as I’ll ever be or if I’m not ready then it’s too late.
Either way, I’m in wait-and-watch mode.
eladdie – at 12:54
Have you ever read Robin Cook’s book, Contagion? Not exactly what you have described, but similar. Involved the medical community and big business (especially pharmaceutical industry.) And… what they “did” for economical & political gain.
I appreciate you sharing your experience and premonitions.
Northstar – at 14:36
Tabards--- yesterday our county had a “drive-through” flu shot clinic. Actually stuck your arm out the window of your car to get a flu shot. It was a “practice” for “whatever.” (What the said.) On many levels it was very comforting to witness the organization of such an endeavor. On the other hand, it creeped me out because it just was so de ja vu. The tabards were everywhere. My husband was allowed to “join” on the spot… and spent the rest of the day there helping. I was recruited, too, but couldn’t do anything that day because of the grandchildren.
Dreams--- mine still come and go, in sniplet fashion. Nearly always involving military (or military “like”) and children. There are too many to list, and most probably aren’t pertinant to this thread. I just wanted to mention mine because there are several comments about the coming and going and intensity of dreaming. Personally, I just wait for an interpretation or for some actual experience (de ja vu). Sometimes I feel overwhelmed to share something, and usually it is not something I “think” about sharing… more a compelling urge.
Enough Already: I know, that was just the spookiest deja vu experience! I even looked around for the “foreman” of my dream, whose face for some reason stuck in my mind. (He wasn’t there.) I like the drive through idea, very sensible — the one I went to was crowded and confused, people moving from one small room to another, although that might have been because it was pouring rain. Perhaps it was meant to be open-air, at the ampitheatre, instead of in the small building there. Like I said to my husband, that would be the last place I would want to go in the midst of a pandemic! I was tempted to ask the nurse, “So, you _really_ think you’ll have a vaccine?” but bit my tongue. ;-)
I have been having an amazing amount of synchronicity with my dreams, the ones I remember, anyway. The dream where my daughter was abducted and I meet up with her some years later — she is missing teeth, from abuse I suspected. (Another reason why, in the dream, I was angry with her for not being motivated to get away.) This daughter IRL is now short a tooth (natural loss, I thought at almost 11 she was past losing teeth) and nursing a black eye from a gym collision. Every time I look at her, that black eye and that missing tooth I’m spooked. Then the one where I am returning home carrying a black shotgun, wearing a long prairie-style dress, looking very worried… well, I have the gun now and the training in the carry. And this weekend, since I like to make Gee’s Bend style quilts out of scrap clothing, I picked up a armload of dowdy old corduroy dresses for a dollar each at the Salvation Army. I was holding one ankle-length number up to me to see if it might actually fit, (hey, I’m cheap) and my middle d shook her head “no” and said, “Mom, it’s too old-fashioned!” I was hit with such a deju vu feeling, and thought, well, what _would_ I wear if I lost a lot of weight and my pants no longer fit? It prickled my arm hairs!
Texas Rose: I worry that since I no longer have many precognitive dreams, it means I have no future to be precognitive about. :-( I suspect that hubby and I have made decisions that, in the flex of the future, have taken us down the non-survival path.
But hey, it’s all still just dreams, and I don’t take any of them too seriously. I think it’s mostly a reflection of where we are psychologically.
Northstar – at 14:56
“I worry that since I no longer have many precognitive dreams, it means I have no future to be precognitive about.”
I’m not trying to be sugaryly-optimistic, but… I disagree. Those things come in waves and are just something you live with and learn to accept… especially, “as they are.” IMHO, the purpose is to prepare yourself, and others for “something.” And, the way “it seems” to be isn’t necessarily how it is… understanding what “is”, that too comes with time. I have mentioned this before, and will state it again because I feel so strongly about it… there is more than one way to be “dead.” That is not to discount those dreams that are absolutely meant for the immediate future, but so many are concerning the distant future. Those immediate future revelations are just so defined currently. Hope that helps.
About the drive-through lines… I was impressed (yet squeamish) with the orderly and thoughtful application of the endeavor. It was held at a high school that has a clinic on site, with a lot of drive-through potential and ability to land helicopters. They told us it was a “practice” for a potential emergency. Considering this is a hurricane prone area, plus we have lived in hurricane prone areas for over 20 years, AND that I have never seen anything like this before… I just had to sit up and say, “Hmmmmmmm.”
My dreams are currently very confusing, but puissantly pungent. Even my older brother who “never” relays dreams to me told me yesterday he had a wierd and disturbing dream. He dreamt that somebody stole the engine out of his sport car. He said that was about all there was to it, but that it was just so real and very disturbing. In his dream he said it was very likely that stealing an engine from his car would be likely and necessary. That was part of what was so disturbing. Trust me, he isn’t a “dreamer” and I can never remember him telling me about a dream he has had. He felt very compelled to tell me about the dream and it really disturbed him… which he found equally “disturbing.” I don’t really share my “dreams” with him, so that wasn’t why he told me. FWIW.
I have been having more dreams lately and I had stopped for a long time.
My dream shows the start October 2007, I had this dream last week.
We must have made it thru the winter months because I “saw” me and my family outside trading/bartering things and it was warm—I was worried about my daughter and wouldn’t let her out of my sight. But I always worry about her.
I dreamed I was standing inside an apartment with cheesy wood paneling on one wall and old tile on the floor. Something caught my attention and I went over to a window that sported red cafe curtains opened so I could see out.
Outside, big shiny black spiders-think black widows but without the markings and WAY bigger-all connected to each other in a sort of honeycom set up floated by in a stream. The stream continued to float by the window for some time, then it gradually tapered off in both size and color until the final spiders were tiny gray creatures, still in that honeycomb.
I knew I shouldn’t go outside right then so I ran through the apartment, up some stairs and out onto a balcony. Off to one side, I could see an ocean and a beach. Straight ahead were more apartment buildings and houses and interconnecting streets. There was no other living being around and it was utterly quiet, not even the sound of the waves against the beach. I couldn’t see where the spider chain had gone so I started to lean out over the railing to look in other directions but realized the railing was just a few inches high and if I leaned over I would fall.
I stepped away from the edge. The balcony shifted beneath me and I discovered what I thought was a balcony was just a sheet of loose plywood. I decided it wasn’t safe to be out there and went back inside.
I know I’m not doing justice to the creepiness of the spider chain floating by. I didn’t feel threatened or scared, more cautious and wary.
Texas Rose, had you read this before your dream?
No, I hadn’t. Wow.
This isn’t a dream, but something that happened yesterday afternoon. I had the patio door cracked open about 2 inches, it was warm here yesterday. And a bird flew in! a sparrow. I finally got it out after it flew around for a bit. Telling my husband about it I said..”A bird flew in the house today” He said do you realize what you just said? Bird flu in the house! Gave us the heebie jeebies for a bit.
Post flu dream. Very simple. A workman in a truck that would never pass inspection. Large, old, grey, no paint left on it, rusted. Looked like something out of the Grapes of Wrath. It ran up my front stairs that are no longer there, brick (had them removed as facing north the ice caused them to disitergrate) and bricks were popping up all over the place. I started shouting to get out of there, and then I ran after him, throwing stones and rocks, anything I could get my hands on. I could see his frightened face as he careened across the lawns. Feeling of Hardscrabble times.
don’t know if it was a PI dream but last night I dreamt someone was breaking into the house—bit it wasnt “my house as of today” I went after him to protect my daughter and swung something heavy (a chair at him) and he knocked it aside and I was hit—thats when I woke up. I went into my daughters room to make sure she was safe and she had just woken up crying that someone (she thought it was her dad) was attacking me and had killed me.
Wejust hung on to each other for awhile—was really spooky.
lohrewok – at 09:06
I heard of a superstition that if a bird flies in your house it means that someone you know has died.
For me that is a “true” coin
For me that is a “true” superstition. It happened four times with me, two with my brothers, one with my favorite cousin, and a friend, just before they died. I know it is just a random event, but four times is alot for me.
Oremus @ 22:10
That sounds vaguely familar. As far as I know it hasn’t happened. I remember the night before my Dad died we saw an owl perched outside the window looking in. That was creepy.
Many, many years ago,I dreamed of an large, snowy white owl sitting quietly and looking at me,on a tombstone with a name on it in the attic of someone I knew. The person, who was a namesake of the dream tombstone was killed in that house. So I do believe in bird omens. This morning I awoke after a dream of 1797. The men of the house (in Ireland) had gone to the Curragh, a famous race meet. I was a visiter. I and my hostess went down to the kitchen. The cook, a beefy red faced woman was standing by the enormous kitchen table. All the food from the storage areas and pantries was piled on the table. My hostess angry, annoyed,confronted the belligerent cook with a “And what is this? Explain yourself.” The maids tittered and giggled nervously. “It’s fer all” she gestered outside, and through the window in the far distance we could see scrawny and ragged men with torches. “If Hisself was in residence” the cook said, her face turning apoplexic “They would burn this pile down around yer ears”. she laughed. “Consider yerselves gifted with yer miserable hides.”My hostess and I dashed upstairs, changed clothes, gathered up valuables and ran for our lives, wrapped in warm shawls and carrying our bundles.A little melodrama goes a long way.,even if it is only a dream.
I went to work at an ER that I go to often. I was told to do triage. The cubbys in the ER were all full(12), and the computer said there were 12 people already triaged and 12 waiting to be triaged.
Lots of stuff , hard to walk around all the equipment in the way.
Went to triage room, it`s small, about 8×10 foot room. They had put up curtains, and now I was supposed to do triage on 5 people at once.I started on the job at hand, explaining as I went that it would probably a long wait. The first 5 people were all feverish, and had low O2 sats. I finished my paperwork on them, checked to see if any beds had become available( none), decided that 3 needed to stay where I had them as I had put them on oxygen.The other 2 I sent back to the waiting room. The computer now said that I had 15 to triage.Took 2 into room to start, did them, kept them, looked and now I had 25 to triage.And, no place to do it. So I took a pad of paper, my O2 sat checking toy and my thermometer, and went out to the lobby. Had a list of the people still waiting. Called a name, checked temps, and sats, and moved on. Had people very upset with me ( not unusual :-) ), and the crowd kept growing. Then the computers crashed.Everything is done on computers.I asked for the old forms ( paper). Not available ( they`re old fashioned). I`m very upset, the patients are very sick, can`t move them, more keep coming, and now I can`t even get them “officially” registered.Had a yelling match with someone who said was the CEO. I wasn`t moving people fast enough. Started putting 2–3 people to each gurney in cubicles. Still not making headway on number of folks to be checked in.
Then I woke up. Man am I tired. ;-)
Strange hings that I remember; Oxygen wasn`t in the wall, we were using E tanks.I was lucky in that I had a bigger one in triage room.Like we used eons ago for croup tents. No computers in a paperless hospital just plain sucks. Nothing worked, besides the patient registration mess. Lab was down, lots of puters used there, and, x- ray didn`t even have any film, not used in paperless system.
But, someone handed me a new stethoscope that had a thermoscan therm built in, and it was neat.
And, you other HCW will especially appreciate this;
Every whiny or yelling patient was one I recognized from past encounters.Some from 25+ years ago. D***, I guess that my subconcious hasn`t forgotten.:-)
I need a nap.
I had a very quick little “visiony” dream segment last night. Just a snapshot of the RSOE HAVARIA map: India was covered in a red and orange whirlpool symbol, which represented the pandemic.
Bumpy
Not all bird visiters presauge death. I recall a blue bird that was tapping on my living room window. I opened the sash, stepped aside. It hesitated looked around(it was perched on a quince branch) but when I said “Well, come in” I frightened it away. I don’t know what a eastern Blue Bird (not a jay )was doing in a sleet storm in Jersey, but it decided by itself to leave. I had a large decoupage lamp with birds on it at that window. Was it the lamp or its own reflection that made it go tapping at the glass with its beak. At that time I hadn’t had the owl dream, but I often wondered if anything would have happened if a blue bird had come in. Wonder where the death connection came into common superstition with birds as omens.
I dreamed last night that when I went into work there was a brand new annex…bigger than the hospital… built overnight, every Dr. & nurse & everybody who worked at the hospital now had a private office…very lavish which had a small kitchen & bed also. this dream was very vivid. I knew right then they would not let us leave the hospital. In real life there will be no beds!
Get a sheepskin. They roll up tight. Sleeping on the floor as long as you have something between you and the cold can be quite comfortable. Hope it doesn’t get to that. Good luck TXNurse.
TX Nurse - going to email you….
I’m like Oremus - so many dreams that I just don’t have the energy to post them all anymore. But I’ve noticed a theme recently, a sense of ‘banding together’ for survival. Two that stand out from the last couple of nights:
1) A group of us going into a large abandoned house, surveying for possible use. Very much a sense of getting into the storm shelter and bolting the door. Deciding that each set of people gets one large room to themselves, plus common rooms for all (kitchen, living room, etc). Everybody bringing their stored goods with them - not so much a sense of *choosing* to do this as much as dire necessity. Safety in numbers. Made me think of the Diary of Anne Frank.
2) Not sure how to explain this one. Imagine someone in a defensive pose, blocking hits with their forearm….first one arm then the other held up diagonally to block the face, then an arm horizontally to protect the midsection. Now imagine how those three stances could form a triangle. It was an image of each of us protecting ourselves that way, such that it almost formed a triangle ‘shield’ because we were throwing blocking moves so fast.
But then….try to picture people standing with their backs together, all facing outward towards the threat directly in front of them. Circling ‘round the wagons, again safety in numbers. Now picture that whenever two people both blocked the same shot, those lines in their ‘triangle’ would meld together….as each pair would work together, their triangle shields would form an impermeable barrier along that edge. More and more people blocking threats together, more and more lines in everyone’s triangles locking together until finally it formed a complete shield in all directions. Like a geodesic dome, a Bucky ball. Perfectly balanced, all-encompassing, shielding all those inside who worked together to fight the threat.
I’m not getting this into words very well. It was a very powerful image - flashes of power as each side of each shield seared to the one next to it. Like links of armor being forged, one action at a time. Little individual links forming all over the sphere of people, each looking isolated and insignificant until all the pieces began to join more and more all across the sphere, the speed increasing geometrically (even as the speed of the threat also increased geometrically, sigh), until finally the last few open sections were seared closed and the shield was complete.
Interesting that after awaking from that one, I got on here and the first thread I saw was one I hadn’t really noticed before: Community Shielding.
Oops, in my opening line @ 11:24 I meant “like JWB” per (his/her??) beginning line of the dream/88 yr old article thread…
Petticoat Junction,Your sphere made me think of the holy trinity.
Petticoat Junction – at 11:24
Besides the Anne Frank theme, I think a lot of us are also saying, “so many dreams…” I’ve said this before, but will say it again… I thought staying away from “bird flu” information would help. I have made such a concerted effort to distance myself from “pandemic” thinking. I have gone to such extreme lengths, really focusing on other pressing and enjoyable matters. Not helping. In fact, the dreaming is intensifying. The dream/88 yr old thread is awesome!!
malachi – at 11:46 interesting analogy!
Bucky balls are actually hexagon configurations. However, what is interesting is they are ultimate in central control of everything… as I understand.
Enough Already: The spiders in my dream were linked in a honeycomb-like configuration. Honeycombs are also hexagonal. I had thought benzene rings(I remember some things from those college chemistry classes) but they were 3-dimensional. I hadn’t thought of Bucky balls.
It’s interesting that several of us have seen hexagonal configurations in our dreams.
I hate to be the only one to think of an entirely different, somewhat malign interpretation: the structure described immediately reminded me of the structure of a flu virus, fitting its last few peices together. Google the image; you’ll see what I mean. ~Northstar
Didn’t someone post a rather significant dream about bees in one of the earlier threads? Seems like it tied in with some others, too?
Oremus @22;10, I was told that superstition about Bird flying into house and dying, since I was a child, funny thing it really happened, almost every time someone in family died. I do not like to see dead birds outside my house to this day. My cats have been killing birds at least 2 a week lately, and it frightens me that possible infected birds might be brought home to doorstep. Also, that perhaps infected birds might be easier for the cats to kill. There are bird feathers outside my front door presently, and I will not pick them up. It just seems that they ( the cats ) are killing more of them than they used to.
snowy tree, if your cats get bf, they will sneeze on you. Don’t you want to keep them in?
Jane, easier said than done when they`re used to going outdoors. They can be little sneaks.LOL. I`ve gotten mine used to just going out a little bit every day, and not at all some days. Hopefully, by time to lock down those 2 girls will be used to staying indoors. One of the main problems is that they seem to prefer not using the litter box, but more natural facilities.
Ooops, sorry pogge. I forgot.
I dreampt the other night, that my neighbors had opened up a tiny general store in their garage. AFAIK they aren’t prepping (…yet. Gave them the Woodson book last week.) Anyway, I thought Great!, now I can order my superpails of grain. Strange dream. I’d been unable to sleep earlier in the night due to the Quebec rumor. Going over my lists in my head.
I put collars with bells on my cats/girls when I let them outside and am gradually cutting back on their outdoor recreation.
cactus — 30 November 2006, 12:10 Maybe you could bring in some outside soil/leaves/whatever they ‘go’ in and put it in a litter box. Then if/when they use it, gradually mix in kitty litter.
bgw in MT….I had a dream that involved bees but I couldn’t tell you which # of dream thread it was in.The bees were flying/swarming with seagulls.I think it was JWB who also had a dream with bees.
Norhtstar,I see what you mean about the shape of the influenza structure.Yikes.But when I read Petticoat Junctions dream,the impression I got was it was a sheild for good,Those flashing arms in defense positions and forming the shape of trinity.And it reminded me of A thing I took part in last summer called “The womens universal dance of peace”50 or more women joining hands and dancing and praying for peace.
Oops…Womens dance of universal Peace.
Sorry for the interruption but I need to do a test post here. Just talk around me.
OK…trying my own test post. ;o)
Yay, pogge broke through my posting fog. :o) Thanks, pogge!
Wow, these dreams are awesome. I have not had a pandemic dream, but I do have one theme that recurs constantly in my sleep. In this dream I am separated from my son. He’s somewhere by himself in his wheelchair and of course since he cannot talk, he can’t tell anyone who he is. And I never know why I am separated from him, but I feel incredibly guilty. Often I’m in a strange city without transportation so it’s even harder. Just imagine if I threw some pandemic themes into the mix. I’d probably wake up screaming.
History Lover, would your son like to wear dog tags? I don’t know how old he is, but some kind of ID might make you feel better.
Anyone ever dream of being in your house and finding a room you didnt’ know you had? And even having that dream reoccur over the years??
What I could DO with an extra room for my preps right about now!
hmmmm…hexagonal..bees…Hexagon… = flu structure, Bee’s…something healing about Honey perhaps ? Honey is mentioned in Bible many times as a food source. Could be healing food. I was also told by a friend that anything containing “ Olives” does healing from many diseases. This is how I am seeing a meaning behind all these dream sequences.
I’m-workin’-on-it @ 22:59
I had dreams like that from the age of 20 till I was about 42. Usually once or twice a year. But it wasn’t just one room, it was a mansion-the rooms just went on forever. And there was always something evil there. One day it hit me like a ton of bricks…I was dreaming about a house I lived in as a kid. That house eventually burned down. My brothers started a fire there one day when my mother was at work. We were all lucky to escape. Since I made that connection I no longer have that dream.
Snowy tree-What has worked for us to keep our cat in is a sudden noise or some type of adverse consequence at the door when he tries to sneak out when we open it. For example, he hates the sound of plastic bags so when carrying in a plastic bag I’ll make a rustling sound with it if hes around. Or simply go out of my way to block him if hes even around the door around when I’m leaving. LOL the dog is also good at rounding him up. A squirt of water whenever the cat is at the door would work too. Eventually they get used to being inside and forget about trying to get out.
Jane - that is not a bad idea. I can’t imagine a situation where he is not with his family or with a school employee but you never know what will happen in today’s society. I will definitely see what I can have made for him to wear.
My pandemic dreams have not started yet, but I have for years had three recurring dreams that always leave me jittery:
1) The driving off the bridge dream. And I am always in the ‘66 turquoise Ford pickup truck my dad had when I was a kid
2) Jets falling out of the sky and crashing in the pasture beside the house I grew up in. I always wake up as I am trying to run towards the plane to see if I can help anyone. There is a huge explosion and fire, and the noise is deafening.
3) Nuclear war. This pasture was about 25 miles from Charlotte, NC, and you can see the building of Charlotte from there. I dream of multiple nuclear explosions in Charlotte and all across the horizon.
I know there is nothing special about these dreams, except they seem so REAL. I always wake up dreaming, and normally forget my dreams quickly, but these three creep me out. I think I’ll come out of my skin if I ever have a flu dream.
Thanks to all of you for sharing your dreams.
Well I’ve been studying avian flu and on forums, since last March and I had my first pandemic dream, or should I say nightmare,last night. It’s really weird, first, because I often have had pre-cognitive dreams which have really freaked me out, and because it took so long to have the first pandemic one. ( With all the prepping and discussing of it I would have thought I would have had one months ago.) So here it goes: I was listening to the TV and I hear a news report, (on ABC) that one man has infected 7 children with avian flu, and that there’s single cases popping up all over the world. I get ready to start my last minute preps, and meet a friend, I plead with her to take it seriously and she doesn’t and I wake up.
History Lover, I was just rereading this thread and saw my post about dog tags for your son, and said Oops, hope she didn’t think I meant dog’s dog tags. I meant if he’s old enough, he might like the soldier’s type, on the longish chain that’s like a lightswitch pull chain (does it have a name?).
Also, our police department has an engraving tool they will loan out, to put ID on electronics etc. to prevent theft, or at least fencing it. You could write your or his name and address on the metal parts of the wheelchair, and it’s permanent.
My dream of Assyrian lions come to life at the British museum is evidently common, as a new film which I going to see today is Night in the Museum, where a new guard, Ben Stiller, has to contend with just such a situation. I would love to take my grandsons to sleep under the Great Blue Whale, because you can arrange for a sleep in at the Museum. Check NPR.org to find out how if you live near NYC and want to do something interesting with kids in the New Year. I always felt the exhibits were eery, especially those of Deep Dark Africa. No wonder people believe in spirits.I interpreted my dream then in one way, but after a few days realized it signified a change of direction in my own life.
Ruth? — 23 December 2006, 09:19 I hope those kids in Alabama are not the kids of your dream.
I know, I read that this morning, I think, it was this morning, maybe I read it last night and that’s why I had the dream, but I think it was early this AM. That’s why I sometimes get freaked out from my dreams. Does anyone know whether that was posted last night or this morning?
I don’t think I would call this a pandamic dream, I might call it a survival or things to come dream. I have been having the same dream for about 10 years at least. It is funny cause it’s continued almost every night. In my dream I live In a two story log house in the mountains, back in 1800′s or so. and it is all so real, the cooking , cleaning, milking the cows, making butter and cheese, and big snow storms. I am beginning to think maybe it’s a past life I’ve had , I shudder to think of it as am omen of things to come. I do dream in color and it’s all so real. I was just wondering if anyone else has dreams like this. I do feel sometimes like a displaced person. weird huh.
That’s fascinating! Have you thought of writing it down? Wonder if you’d notice different details as it repeats. Maybe you’d learn (or relearn) how to do unfamiliar tasks.
Jane, I grew up on a farm doing all of this stuff. I even have crocks and a churn now. I cann food, make jams, and quilt. and it does seem like I’m living my life in the dream and my life now I don’t fit into. yea real strange how things work out. and I do enjoy my dreams, it’s like having two lives at the same time. and if it all came down hard on us tomorrow, as far as plowing, planting, cooking and living, I could do it and help others., but the world is more violent now. I just don’t know. it is interesting.
Most of us having read “The Stand”, following the recent Pandemic News, have no doubt had a few bad dreams prompted by a few basic realities. Even if the dispersal of accurate information concerning disease cases and epidemic were seriously a priority in many countries, it is unlikely it would be implemented. Current real events, such as 6 children on life support in Alabama today with the flu, bring something much worse into the equation : reality.
Basically we can do our best to surf the net and find the best information we can on current Avian and other major diseases, prepare for a number of pandemics, including realize we are in the middle of 3 right now - TB - Malaria - and Dengue Fever. It is rather obvious that the announcement of even moderate human or animal epidemics of Avian - or highly contagious and virulent flu in any country will scare people, hurt the economy in terms of exports and tourism, and produce an assortment of embarrassed red faces, when public announcements prove to be slightly inaccurate. I don’t dream much anymore. I get up and sort through disease reports and try to accurately track the spread of various outbreaks and Pandemics. Perhaps with planning and cooperation we can contain and prepare, as well as deal with the reality of epidemics in the 21st century. All countries, faiths, and races - we need each other to beat this - and make sure humankind remains a species still present on the planet. It is unlikely any plague or Pandemic will wipe out human kind. But it most definitely a possibility that it could great change life as we know it in the U.S. and the rest of the world.
Jane - I know exactly what you are talking about. They make tags for diabetes and other conditions so why not just a personal tag for him? You’re very nice to mention it and to think of him.
I’m Working On It - This is weird. For years I keep having a recurring dream about an extra room. It was always empty and was slightly different each time - sometimes it had beautiful oak floor panels and once it even had a ballet bar and mirrors (I used to take ballet classes), but the theme was the same. It had been there for some time, and I just somehow found it. What does this dream mean? And how strange is it that others have had the same dream?
this isn’t a pandemic dream, but it has been a recurring dream for at least half of my life. I am either in a school or a library both are very old and a giant tree has grown up beneath it and thru the windows, so its really like a tree-school but it is huge and I go from room to room looking for different teachers.
In my dream it’s big building with lots of bedrooms, like a dormitory or a boarding house. There’s a *huge* tree in the backyard. (Or sometimes it’s 3-storey wooden apartments that connect to each other. Sometimes it’s a hotel with a restaurant downstairs, and it becomes a large boat.)
I keep having a dream where it is the day before Christmas, and there are No Christmas trees to be found anywhere, and no-one is celebrating the holiday. I have had this dream at least 3 years, up to 4 times a week. I have no idea what it means.
I have also had an “empty rooms” dream: in it, my spouse and I are looking at a house to buy over on the “rich” side of town. It is a huge, expensive house, not a McMansion as is seen today, but one from about the ‘60′s or early ‘70′s when unusual home designs and poured concrete were common. I clearly remember the expansive views of a wooded ravine from a bay of windows; a semi-circular bar, very mod, was the center of the smooth-floored living area. Down the hall into many back rooms that seemed to be dug into the hill the house cantelieved out from, however, there was a musty smell and water damage, as if the house had been empty and neglected for years. (This was the wandering in empty rooms part.) The surprising thing about the dream was the price of the house: about a tenth of what would be expected. We were going to buy it; when I woke up I was heartbroken! I have always thought since then about “my house!”