It’s been a minute since I posted a dream, and this one was clear and eye-opening so here goes.
Astrological backdrop: Sun, Neptune and Mercury Retro in Pisces.
Beautiful Gifts are Lost
A male family member of mine purchased beautiful shoes (size 5) for his wife and other presents for each of his 3 children. Somehow, I was able to show the gifts to my mom and he moved from a training restaurant (where all trainees were to make entrees from the main menu) to a car, where he lost the gifts along the highway. My impression was that it was from carelessness.
We were both distraught because the shoes he bought his wife were beautiful and unique. Also, the toys for the kids were special, exquisite and from the heart.
The Gifts Are Recovered
Somehow we ended up at the beach with an African-American man who was a well-known spiritual worker. We told him we’d lost the gifts and needed his help finding them, thinking he’d point us in the direction of where they were lost. The man, my family member, other strangers and me were all kneeling in the sand.
The spiritual man began digging in the sand and to our surprise, one of the boxes was buried there. He continued digging and all of the boxes were discovered. One box for his youngest daughter was a bit smaller, but actually more appropriate than the original box he’d had her gift in.
We were filled with joy and discovered the gifts stayed with us, never too far away.
End Note:
His youngest daughter was in the backseat consoling her oldest sister who was afraid to learn how to drive because it meant she’d eventually have to leave her parents and become independent. I mentioned to my family member that his young toddler daughter was actually an old soul that was thousands of years old.
I hope something in this dream helps you to be inspired and not to cry over what you’ve lost that was not ever lost at all!
Rev. Renee
The first dream that I recall (because there were many) was of a heavy set, caucasian man with a receding hairline, approaching me with a huge, coiled, brown snake. I wasn’t afraid as long as he had it because he was smiling, and seemed friendly enough. He did not ask me, but suggested that I hold the snake in my arms, but before I could answer, he handed it over to me.
Then my dream changed scenes and I was in my kitchen asking my cousin to come with me to the back yard where other male family members and friends were waiting. When I opened the back door, my usual ethereal back yard was even more magickal than usual and was filled with white farm animals; chickens, baby goats and horses…but one of the horses seemed a bit whild (I noticed I mispelled this word, but liked it so much, that I decided to keep it this way). I looked through a light midst and saw a small stable off to the left and the white horse was kicking his hind legs, and my baby goats were sprawled out on the lush, green grass. The chickens were off to the right doing what chickens usually do, looking for food.
One good thing about recording dreams is that we can remember them, put them together with other dream messages to create sentences and understand the energy world and it’s underlying messages to us. 
So I was like, “Hot Dog! Lucid dream time.” I ran into the living room, which had my same altars, furnishings and oriental rug, except where there are currently pictures/portraits on the walls, in the dream there were large mirrors in ornate frames of gold instead, like the one in this picture. You could tell they were very costly, like ones you’d find in a palace, but I knew they were mine and that I was home.
I remembered that there were ancient bug gods in the book so I looked them up this morning because I was more of a beetle/waterbug looking thingee than an ant or bee.
knew I was looking at myself. Instinctively, I growled at myself in the mirror in order to see my fangs, but unfortunately, my fangs were in and out, meaning they were holographing or morphing into my current teeth and things in the living room were starting to blur…….like they do when I’m about to wake up.
Waking Life Prelude
Well, from time to time I have dreams where it’s like going to the movies. Yes, I dream movies, but sometimes they could contain messages for people and this was a weird one…. (photos courtesy of the New Yorker Paper (Morticia) and DragoArt.com (the Grinch)
nes, etc. The kicker is, if you stand on the shadow that is formed by a particular transit, you will feel it many times more than what people normally feel it on earth meaning its power is amplified to kill you if it is the right type of transit and apparently Saturn conjunct Saturn is a ‘killer’ transit.
