🙈🫀👣👁️"Three Battles"👁️👣🫀🙈

( Dreamtime 5-28-15)

🔥 Dream 1: I am running and trying to escape' someone/group of people. There is one main figure, whom I never really get a good look at, trying to kill or decimate me. I struggle and struggle, climbing over cliffs and rocks, jumping valleys, elaborate maneuvering...there are many close calls when the attacker is a breath away, and I manage to escape or roll away at the last minute. This seems to go on and on. Though there is only one person manifesting as attacker.
I know in the dream it is more of an Energy or group, or that the assailant is not working alone.
Each time I think I have gotten to some safe spot, where I have outrun this certain death, the whole cycle starts again, and once again I am exhausting myself thru the running. Finally, I am so exhausted from trying to outrun Death, that I think to myself 'fuck it. I surrender. Id rather just die. Kill me. I cannot run any longer. I cannot keep this cycle going. At that moment, my attacker, who is inches away, stops. Disappears. I can feel that there is laughter. I can feel that "group' behind this energy are watching me from afar, that the whole thing was a big game. I then see a jeep driving thru the forest where I am a part of the forest where I grew up and which as kids we called 'the Maze' it was a large loop of pathways that connected all behind in the mountains I grew up in. I take note of the fact I am in the maze and I feel relieved that I do not have to run anymore, and realize that all I had to do all along was surrender. I then see a man sitting on a small hillside looking out into the forest.... there is a peacefulness about him. I wander up to him, and as I get closer I realize its Kurt Cobain and I say 'YOU! and I walk up to him and look closely at his face. there is so much peace and light but he is silent, and I smooth the hair from his cheek behind his ear. I feel laughter energy in the trees:

🔥Dream 2: I am in the same part of the forest as before, only its a slightly different area of the maze and I along with my boyfriend and some other friends who work on a farm in waking life, are using large tractors and machinery making a new road thru the forest, or smoothing it out etc..some kind of major structural work is going on and it seems important. The next thing we know we are under attack. It starts in the skies, but we cannot see the attackers, but we know they are there, and there is much upheaval; everyone is startled and trying to hide or defend.
THen we see some of them but they are only dark shadows, but I am hefting very large rocks toward them aware that in the face of their weapons it is probably meaningless, but I feel I need to do something to protect the others. They are acting strategically, and wiping out the roads, and at one point they create an explosion that makes a landslide where one of the large backhoes is
digging…three men are toppled with the machine and pulled from it and we know they have been beheaded though I do not see this graphically in the dream. I am running back and forth trying to help, but then realize that my son, as well as all the other civilians are on the other side of the forest, and that there is no one to protect them. I know I have to go check on them but am also reluctant to leave the crew who are trying to defend our territory. I throw my phone in some bushes, because I know that 'they' can track me with it, and I run thru the forest to what is now a refuge style camp. there are kids and adults all over playing and just trying to get thru the day but the energy is not scary nor does it seem the battle has reached them. I find my son and he is playing with his friend, I hug him and I tell them both not to run down that certain road into the forest because the battle may have reached there at this point and it is unsafe. Some other man gives me his phone, because I want to try and get ahold of my boyfriend in the battlezone. But then I see my son and his friend run straight to the road I warned them about. I run after them and by the time I have almost reached them, a car explodes and the hood lands on my son, trapping him beneath and puncturing him in several spots with pieces of metal. I run to him and lift the hood and I say his name, in sorrow, and lift him and see that he is alive but weak, and I make a quick assessment of his injuries then carry him over and hand him to a friend of mine, C, who in waking life is a very angelic huge hearted healing presence. he is the father of the other boy, and when I hand my son to him my son turns into his son A.  A mumbles something and I see C put him inside a strange rectangular piece of equipment and he opens his sons scalp and when he does so I see inside it is a cylindrical piece of tube, seemingly cardboard, such as a paper towel role...strange...and I realize that C was opening his skull to check the cartridge to see how much blood he had lost and how much life energy he had left. He seemed to be in good hands, and was not in danger of dying, and I left them. I realize that it seems like so long since I had heard any noise or bombs and then realized I had no idea how long i had been gone or away from my boyfriend and the others and I needed to see if there was anyone left who had survived. I run back thru the forest toward the battleground and I stumble upon my pink phone that I had left before. I start to dial but remember that the 'enemies had control of the airwaves and that as soon as I used the phone my location would be detected and I would be annihilated possibly. So I threw it back down and and then I see a swarm of something coming over the hillside, and a large audible buzzing sound; Its coming straight for me so I cover myself with leaves etc, and try to hide, it seems to work and the swarm moves past. I wonder to myself if it is insects or some kind of drones. I then continue to scamper up the steep hillside to the road that is a wasteland of machinery now and upheaval. I hear no more fighting however. It seems that the warring has ceased. I frantically search for my boyfriend, and I see off to the right on a concrete slab, my ex husband/sons father who is still a friend in waking life, along with another friend. They are rolling a cigarette and are filthy and worn out but in good shape.
As if reading my mind, they say 'R is ok. Hes down the path; he helped to save everyone. ‘ So I run down the path and I see him and throw my arms around him so glad he is safe and that the havoc is over.

🔥Dream 3: Once again there is some kind of fight or battle going on.... and once again it takes place roundabout "the maze” ...only this time I feel confident and I am unafraid. And I am armed with a gun, which seems powerful, and I am in combat sort of, but its more like guerilla warfare.....but I do not use my gun, for the most part, I feel it unnecessary since I am able to outmaneuver the soldier types whom I come across... I believe I used it only one time, and that was when I was almost caught in the line of fire and I fired first and eliminated the soldier. There is then an old man who seems to be a part of the forest and he holds up a very large piece of cloth/fabric...it is a vibrant red and lush velvet or some really beautiful material. It is a large swath of cloth and he shows me it has been torn and ripped... and I see a long rip all the way thru it, and it is in two separate pieces almost. he says to me that I have the gift to fix this rip. And that this tear is what has brought devastation to the land. I analyze the situation and realize that perhaps it is because I am a Seamstress in waking life/ a patchworker....that I can Re-Seam or Stitch the Tear in the Tapestry...and I feel a surge of energy and confidence and I take the cloth and know that all shall be well. I wake up.