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Dream Healer, Blue Jacket, Galivants Ferry, SC (2026)

01/08/2026

🌊 When Playfulness Tests Perception

The Dream 💭
I’m walking into the ocean with my wife. She jokingly says there are rats under her feet. For a split second, I almost believe it—but then I realize she’s teasing. I laugh it off, nudge her, and the moment turns light. Someone ahead of us laughs too, and we continue forward, unbothered.

Symbolic Meaning 💫
I am learning to pause before reacting. Even when a false alarm is introduced, I don’t have to assume danger. This dream reminds me that I am safe in my emotional waters and grounded enough to discern truth from illusion. Not every unsettling thought deserves my fear—some are just tests of awareness. I can laugh, stay present, and trust my footing as I move forward with ease.

12/31/2025

Toward the Wave 🌊

Dream 💭
I’m in my childhood home. As I walk past my old bedroom, like in so many dreams, an entity tries to take over.
This time, it doesn’t fight me. It allows me to turn on the light.

Not long after, I feel the urge to use the restroom. As I go to sit down, I notice the toilet is clogged—overflowing with far too much 💩 to ignore.

Suddenly, it’s dark, and I’m standing on the roof of a parking garage. In the distance, a massive tsunami is rushing toward us. I start warning everyone—if they want to live, they need to trust me and follow me into the body of water ahead.

We all run.
We all jump.

Symbolic message 💫
Being in my childhood home shows me that I’m revisiting old parts of myself — memories, patterns, and identities formed early in life that still live in my body and subconscious.

Walking past my old bedroom, a space tied to who I once was, reminds me that these themes return often because they still want acknowledgment and integration.

The entity trying to take over represents an old fear, belief, or emotional imprint that once had power over me. But this time, it doesn’t fight me — and that matters.
I’m no longer powerless.
Turning on the light means I’m choosing awareness, truth, and consciousness instead of avoidance. I’m no longer afraid to see what’s there.

The clogged, overflowing toilet symbolizes emotional and energetic buildup — things I’ve held in too long. Old feelings, unspoken truths, suppressed stress, or past pain that can’t be ignored anymore. My body and psyche are telling me: it’s time to release.

Then everything shifts.

Standing on the roof of a parking garage puts me at a higher vantage point — I’m no longer inside the chaos, I’m observing it from above. I’ve grown enough to see what’s coming.

The tsunami represents overwhelming emotional change — transformation on a massive scale. Something big is approaching whether I’m ready or not. This isn’t destruction for punishment — it’s cleansing, inevitable, and powerful.

Instead of running away, I warn others. This shows that I trust my intuition now. I’ve learned through my own experiences, and I feel called to guide — not control — but invite others to trust the process too.

Choosing to run toward the water and jump means I’m no longer resisting transformation. I’m surrendering. I understand that the only way through this chapter is through it, not around it.

We jump together — which tells me I’m not alone anymore. I’m supported. I’m aligned. And I’m finally willing to trust myself fully.

12/11/2025

Awake in the Deep 🚢

Dream 💭
I’m on a cruise ship, walking back to my room, when suddenly the whole ship starts tipping—slow at first, then sinking fast. My heart jumps because I remember my sister and my daughters are on board… but then it hits me: I’m dreaming.
Everything shifts. Instead of panicking, I focus on myself, on staying calm, staying aware, and keeping myself afloat as the ship slides beneath the water. It’s like my mind reminding me that even when everything around me feels like it’s going under, I still know how to survive.

Message 💫
In this dream, the cruise ship represents the journey I’m on — the life I’m navigating with the people I love. When the ship begins to tip and sink, it reflects emotions or changes rising up in my life that feel overwhelming or out of my control.

Seeing my sister and daughters reminds me how deeply I care for them, but realizing I’m dreaming shows my inner awareness waking up. Choosing to stay afloat symbolizes my resilience — even when things feel like they’re going under, I’m still capable of grounding myself, staying present, and rising above the emotional weight.

It’s a message of strength: I’m learning to trust my ability to survive my own waves.

12/04/2025

Where Calm Meets Courage 🌊

Dream 💭
It started out like any other beautiful day — sun shining, everything calm. But suddenly, word spreads that a flood is coming. At first I move slow, packing little things here and there, thinking I have more than enough time.

Then I glance out the window… and the water is rising fast. Rushing in. Panic hits me as I’m standing in the bathroom, sorting through toiletries, trying to decide what’s actually important and what needs to be left behind.

I step outside and ask the neighbor’s kids if they’re evacuating yet. They tell me they think so — but even they seem unsure.

That’s when it clicks.
I hurry back inside, finish packing the essentials, and make the decision:
I’m leaving now. No more waiting.

Message 💫
This dream shows me how quickly emotions can build beneath the surface. The flood reflects pressure rising fast, while my slow packing reveals how I sometimes think I have more time than I do. Sorting through toiletries symbolizes choosing what truly supports my well-being. The unsure neighbor kids mirror my own uncertainty, but deciding to evacuate represents me trusting myself, taking action, and protecting my peace before overwhelm takes over.

12/03/2025

🌴 Lost in Transit 🛂

Dream 💭
It’s finally vacation time — me and my wife are heading to the islands, bags packed, hearts ready, vibes high. But the second we get to the airport… everything unravels.

I realize all I have is my little black bag, the one I somehow managed to get full-size things through security with — shampoo, all the extras — but not the one thing that matters: my luggage. And then it hits me… my passport is in that luggage.

I ask my wife where it is, and she tells me she couldn’t fit it in the truck. No communication. No warning.
Now I’m standing there feeling stranded, angry, and disappointed because it looks like I can’t go.

I storm out of the airport.
The flight is about to leave.
She’s about to be in the sky without me.

I’m trying to call my mema, Teresa — but my phone won’t work. Every button I press just reminds me how out of control everything feels.

So I start walking, determined to find my luggage on my own… But somehow I end up right back at the airport.

And that’s where my sister and my wife meet me.
She never left. They found my luggage…
but now I don’t have my passport or my ID.

Everything is falling apart, piece by piece, and all I want is to go on vacation — to get away, to breathe, to relax — but nothing is aligning and I can’t understand why.

Message 💫
In this dream, the airport shows I’m in a season of transition, but forgetting my luggage reflects feeling unprepared for what’s ahead. Losing my passport and ID symbolizes uncertainty about my confidence or identity — like I’m worried I’m not fully ready to move forward.

Storming out shows my frustration with pressure and timing, and my phone not working represents feeling disconnected or unable to reach the comfort I want. Trying to call my passed mema shows my need for guidance and reassurance.

Walking to fix everything myself symbolizes how I take on everything alone, but ending up back at the airport shows I’m repeating the same stress or cycle.
My wife and sister showing up remind me that even when everything feels like it’s falling apart, I’m not actually alone. Missing the flight reflects my fear of falling behind or missing an opportunity.

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12/02/2025

Distance in the Routine 🏨

Dream 💭
I’m at a hotel just hanging out, trying to get my wife’s attention, but she feels distracted — almost pulled toward everyone except me. Eventually I get fed up. If she doesn’t want to hang out, then fine… I start gathering my things to leave.

She follows behind me, and we head toward the exit — only to find it completely blocked off. Closed. No way through. So we turn around and start looking for another way out together, me downstairs and her upstairs, searching for direction.

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Message 💫
This dream is really about me stepping back into routine after a full week of being wrapped up in my wife — the talking, the laughing, the constant connection. That vacation filled me up in ways I didn’t even realize I needed. And now that we’re going back to normal life, I can already feel the shift… less time together, less communication, more distance from each other because of work.

Her being “preoccupied” in the dream wasn’t about her choosing others — it was my own fear of losing the closeness we just had.

Me gathering my things wasn’t me leaving her…
it was my anxiety stepping in.
My old insecurities waking up the second life gets busy again.

And the blocked exit?
That was the universe telling me:
“You can’t run from these feelings. You have to acknowledge them.”

Even though I trust her fully, there are still unhealed parts of me that react, overthink, or panic when connection shifts — even in small ways. Those parts aren’t wrong… they just need reassurance.

The fact that she follows behind me in the dream shows the truth:
even when my mind creates stories, she’s still there.
She doesn’t let me walk away emotionally.
We find another way out — together.

This dream is a reminder that I’m safe, we’re solid, and that coming out of vacation mode is emotional for me. It’s not about her at all…
it’s about me learning to feel secure again even when routines return.

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11/30/2025

Hold On a Little Longer ✈️

Dream 💭
My wife was heading out of town on a plane, and somehow me and my youngest daughter ended up sneaking on with her. As soon as the plane started moving, my heart dropped. I panicked and told my wife to let someone know we weren’t supposed to be on board. She didn’t — so I leaned all the way up from the back and yelled, “HEY! We aren’t supposed to be on here!”

The plane stopped. Me and my daughter got off… but not before I stole a few kisses from my wife. She was only leaving for a day, and as I stepped off the plane I joked, “Well… I guess I’m going to jail.”

We walked back into the airport, and I kept waiting for TSA or somebody to come arrest me — but no one ever did. Instead, I spotted my oldest daughter sitting with her godmother and her dad having lunch. I even ran into an old coworker and told her the whole wild story like it was just another day in my life.

Message 💫
This dream was definitely my anxiety showing up. Sneaking onto the plane with my daughter was me trying to hold onto every last moment with my wife before life picks back up again. When the plane started moving and I panicked, that was the part of me that isn’t ready for us to slip back into routine — the work schedules, the distance, the hustle.

Stopping the plane and stealing kisses was my heart trying to grab a little more time, a little more closeness. Thinking I was “going to jail” showed that guilt I sometimes carry for wanting extra reassurance.

But walking into the airport and realizing nothing bad happened was the reminder I needed:

It’s okay to feel anxious about going back to normal life. It’s okay to want more time together.
My feelings aren’t wrong — they’re human.

This dream was just my mind trying to make peace with the week ending and real life starting back up tomorrow.

11/19/2025

Escaping the Old Me 🌑🚗✨

Dream 💭
I’m back at my childhood home, rushing to get ready for school. I’m already late, and every part of me does not want to go. As soon as I step outside, a group of people comes toward me, trying to hold me captive. My heart drops.

Someone accidentally tosses my keys, and they land right at my feet. I grab them, jump into my little kiddie Jeep, and take off. It’s barely moving — creeping down the dark road — but I’m determined. I make it to the open field down the street and camouflage myself in the shadows.

They walk through the field searching… then stop when they find a man who’s been dead for two hours. They look around, then keep moving.

I stay hidden.
I don’t get caught.

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Message 🕊️
This dream felt like my younger self trying to show me something — the part of me that used to wake up already overwhelmed, already feeling behind, already carrying weight that wasn’t mine.

Going back to my childhood home is always a sign that I’m revisiting old wounds or old versions of myself. Being “late for school” is that pressure I grew up with — feeling unprepared, unsupported, or pushed into situations I didn’t feel ready for.

The people trying to hold me captive represent those old patterns, old fears, old environments that used to trap me emotionally. But the wild part? My keys were thrown right to me. My escape literally landed in my hands. That’s my spirit showing me:
I already have the tools to free myself.

Driving the kiddie Jeep — slow, small, but still moving — is me acknowledging that healing isn’t always fast. Sometimes it’s inching forward, little by little, even when it’s dark and scary. But I still made it out. I still found a safe place to hide and breathe.

And the part where they found someone else who had been “dead for two hours”?
That’s symbolic of the old version of me — the part that didn’t stand up for herself, didn’t fight back, didn’t know her power.
That version is gone.

And I wasn’t caught because I’m not meant to go back to who I was.

I’m not running from danger anymore — I’m running toward my freedom.

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11/18/2025

Lost & Found in the Past 🐾

Dream 💭
I’m back in my childhood home, wandering the old neighborhood like muscle memory brought me there. When I turn around, my parents are following me, telling me my dog got loose — but Buddy passed away five years ago.

That’s when I look down and realize I’m not wearing any pants. I try covering myself with my T-shirt, suddenly aware of how exposed I feel. I look around for help but notice I don’t have my glasses on… everything is blurry, confusing.

So I go back to the house, and there Buddy is — alive, waiting for me like he never left. As I walk through the hallway, I notice dog f***s on the floor. I grab some toilet paper and start cleaning it up, doing what needs to be done, even though none of it makes sense.

Message 🕊️
This dream feels like a walk through the parts of myself I’ve been trying to understand and heal. Being back in my childhood home shows me I’m revisiting old emotions — the ones I didn’t fully process back then.

When my parents tell me Buddy got loose, even though he’s been gone for years, it represents the pieces of my heart I thought I’d buried… grief, loyalty, innocence, the pure love he gave me. Seeing him alive again is my soul reminding me that nothing I’ve loved is ever truly gone — it just shifts forms.

Being suddenly aware that I’m not wearing pants, and realizing I can’t see clearly without my glasses, reflects how vulnerable I feel when I revisit the old versions of myself. It’s the sensation of being exposed, unprepared, and unsure of what’s coming next.

Walking back inside and finding Buddy waiting for me is comfort — the reminder that even when life feels blurry, there’s still love, loyalty, and pieces of my past that show up to guide me.

And the moment I’m picking up messes on the floor… that’s me facing the emotional “clean-up” I’ve avoided. The things from childhood I had to handle alone. The things I’m still learning to sort through now.

This dream is my heart saying:
“You’re revisiting old wounds so you can finally see them clearly…
and clean them up with compassion instead of shame.”

11/15/2025

Riding the Waves That Once Drowned Me 🌊

Dream 💭
Me and my youngest were hanging out near the beach when suddenly the water came rushing in. We jumped onto a pirate ship and rode the wave like it was nothing. But out of nowhere, the ship flipped — and I watched my daughter fly out. I caught her the second she hit the water, grabbing her before the current could pull her under.

Message 🕊️
This dream wasn’t random — it was my heart processing the five days my wife was gone and everything I held together while my youngest and I battled separation anxiety. 💔🤍

🌅 The Beach
Where my emotions felt exposed — me trying to stay strong for my girls.
🌊 The Water Rushing In
That wave of anxiety that hit me and my youngest at the same time… sudden and overwhelming.
🏴‍☠️ The Pirate Ship
Me trying to stay brave, keep us afloat, keep smiling… even while I was hurting too.
⚠️ The Ship Flipping
The moment everything felt too heavy — like I was losing control of the emotions, the household, the waiting.
💨 Watching Her Fall
My youngest missing Mama Cait, crying at night, her anxiety mirroring mine… showing up as her falling from the ship.
🤲💛 Catching Her Before the Current Took Her
This was me showing up.
Me being the mother I needed growing up.
Me grabbing her before the pain pulled her under.
🌬️ The Current
The old wounds — abandonment, fear, panic — trying to drag us back into places I’ve fought so hard to heal.

But I caught her. ✨
I’m breaking the cycle.
Parenting differently.
Stopping the pattern before it repeats.
I saved her from the same emotional drowning I once lived through. 💙

11/14/2025

Bare Truths Uncovered

Dream 💭
I’m at work, taking orders in the back like any normal day, when suddenly I’m told to go out front. I step through the doorway and freeze — I’m completely naked. No clothes, no protection, just me. I’m walking with my hands covering my lady parts, trying to make myself as small as possible. Faces turn. I keep moving anyway. That’s all I remember… but the feeling stayed with me — raw, exposed, and strangely honest.

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Message 🕊️
This dream is really about vulnerability — the parts of myself I try to hide finally being seen. Walking out front naked symbolizes being pushed out of my comfort zone, even when I don’t feel ready. It’s my subconscious reminding me that healing isn’t about being perfect… it’s about being real.

I’ve been showing more of my truth lately — who I am, what hurts, what I’m learning — and sometimes it feels exactly like this dream: exposed, uncomfortable, but necessary.

Being “naked” wasn’t about shame… it was about honesty. And honestly? I’m learning to stop hiding from myself.

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11/13/2025

Old Accounts, New Identity 💻

Dream 💭
In my dream, I was taking a ServSafe test, but I didn’t realize I was logged into my old Ho***rs account. I got pretty far into the test before my wife looked at me and said, “Shouldn’t this be under the pizzeria?”
I remember not wanting to change it because I had already made it so far with the login I was using.

Meaning 🕊️✨
This dream felt like a huge message about my identity — the parts of me still tied to old versions of myself, and the version I’m actively growing into now.

Taking the ServSafe test in the dream felt like a spiritual check-in, almost like my soul was making sure I’m ready for the next chapter. ServSafe is all about safety, responsibility, and being qualified… so it really felt like my subconscious was asking me:
“Am I ready to handle the next level of my life with more awareness and maturity?”

But instead of being logged into the pizzeria — my current job, my current life, the version of me that exists today — I somehow ended up taking the whole test under my old Ho***rs account. That old login represents an older identity, old patterns, old habits that don’t fit who I am anymore… yet they still pop up when I’m trying to grow.

And the most important part?
My wife was right there beside me the whole time, helping me realize what was happening. Her noticing that I was logged into the wrong account shows how deeply she’s part of my healing and how she gently guides me back to who I’m becoming. She helps me see the difference between my old self and the version of me that’s finally stepping into something healthier and more aligned.

It also shows that even when I slip back into old emotional patterns — especially abandonment triggers, guilt, or those little wounds that still whisper — she’s right there, grounding me, helping me “log back in” to the woman I am now.

Spiritually, the dream felt like a confirmation:
I’m passing the test. I’m choosing the present me.
And my wife is one of the biggest grounding forces in my life, helping me stay aligned with the life I’ve built — not the life I left behind.

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