Mon March 26th, 2018 I woke at 3am and very alert, stayed in bed with Cliff but took time to pray and ponder. Reflected on a post about the mustard seed. Many people missed the teaching of the Savior. It was about knowing what/who you are and what you can become. Of course a mustard seed would grow into a mustard shrub/tree. It has that potential. Just like an apple seed may grow into an apple tree.
It's not about, "ok I need to have enough faith like a mustard seed," but to accept that you ARE a mustard seed!
I ended up falling asleep at some point then woke up to the alarm at 6:30 am. I forgot to reset my seminary alarm for this morning.
At my mom's house (different in dream) kind of like their Ozark place. Went through the kitchen to the back door, they had a deck and Stan's dog. The wind ripped off the green screen door. I saw it being tossed across the back yard. Dream shifted. I am ground level and walking outside on a bridge or wood walkway and notice the grass has disappeared. Nothing but water all around and saw the green screen door at the edge of their property against a rock wall. There was a covert and it was there and concerned that it would be pushed by the water to go through the covert and be swept away past their yard. No one would go into their yards because it was so dangerous. I told my family I would go to recover the screen door. I told them not to worry, I could fly.
Dream shifted- location was now my in-laws backyard or rather their neighbors and their fence was there. I flew, more like hovered over the water, being careful not to fly too high so that the next door neighbors on their side of the fence could see me or rather see that I was flying. I went and grabbed the screen door.
Dream shifted, the water was receding. I was now on the ground at the edge of the property. I saw that the people's home gardens were gone. The full fruit and veggies that were almost ready to be harvested were gone. Inside of the big ripe watermelons and other produce all that was left was the seeds inside of them. They were scattered on the wet ground. It was my responsibility to gather the people and teach them how to recover their gardens. I quickly asked them to come into groups of 2-3 and stand over different parts of the garden. They thought I was going to have them put the seed in the ground and do the usual gardening techniques.
I told them to clear their minds. Teaching them how to connect to Heaven and let things flow unto them and out of them. That unity and love was power and that the seeds would bloom and develop into the fruits quickly and that they would be the means of doing it and not the ground, soil, rain and sunshine. That they were all those things.
Dream shifted- People have lived underground since the last graduating class of 1969. But now people were coming up from living underground. We walked past the town and people and saw the streams that fed into our water source. Something was off, continued our journey, climbed up this hill and I saw a man up high. It shifted or rather my sight shifted and saw that we were in this building/dome. That even though we thought that we had come from underground to the surface and were now outside. We weren't totally outside and free, but rather inside this huge clear dome shaped structure and the environment was regulated by this man or group of men. He knew everyone in my group and who they were and told them who they were and showed them an action figure of them with their ___?
Another part of the dream- in a bedroom where my mom was. She was surprised to see me as I was surprised to see Teddy. (our Mini poodle who had died) she told me Ruben unburied him because he heard barking. She had him dig up the grave and Teddy jumped out of the box. Only difference was his tail. His tail was shorter now. There was also Tinkerbell (nextdoor neighbors little dog who had died previously ) and a 3rd dog in the room. I told her just like Teddy is here now and alive but different. I was there in front of her. Like my old self, but different. End of dreams.
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