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I was on a small plane with a bunch of people. The ripple were mostly from tv shows and a few we're people I hadn't seem in years. We took off into the air and it was storming. The plane seemed to be made of glass and I could see that we were approaching some small islands. The islands wer very brightly lit and it looked like some sort of featival was happening. It stopped storming and it was a really clear sky at night. The plane sped up and we started flying through all the islands narrowly dodging its of machinery and whatnot. Then there was this Jamacan man in the plane next to me and he started yelling at me. "Free people!" Over and over again. Then the plane fell apart and we free fell into the water. It seemed like we free fell for forever. Everyone was happy and laughing while we were falling and the man kept yelling "free people" at me. Then I fell into the water and it was very shallow. I pushed up an when I got to the see face everyone was trying to swim to the nearest island to be apart of the party. And then I woke up. It might not have any meaning, but I woke up and I just felt like it meant something.

I was in a forest in the fall all the leaves were gold and red at the entrance to a pathway in the forest there was a huge dream catcher made out of wood the dreamcatcher was beautiful and i knew it meant what lay ahead was a magical and mystical perhaps dangerous road there were three steps of a kind of elaborate decoration i knew by stepping in these steps i was opening myself up to magic and the mystical road ahead i was worried my sheikh might be upset with me for stepping in these footsteps i went on the path and started walking i met some native americans walking toward me wearing bearskin outfits and chanting incantations i became worried the incantations might effect me and started saying "i take refuge in allah from the accursed satan " and "in the name of allah the merciful the compassionate"

I'm at my grandma's beach house, a place that is very meaningful to me as in I might have my ashes spread there one day. I am looking down at the steps I have to get walk down and only view the stair case. I don't look up to see the beach or anything just the numerous amount of stairs I have to endure. When I look down at my feet I see that I am wearing roller blades. I hold onto the railing with my hands and inch forward ever so slightly with my feet. I make it safely to one step as I suddenly take a nasty spill on the landing deck (about 10 stair fall) I pick myself up and see all the stairs that are left for me to fall down. However when I am living this dream I am not seeing this first hand when I start to fall I see myself fall as an outsider creeping in the beach grass. When I go to pick myself up is when I creep back into first perspective. As I pick myself up and nurse my cuts and bruises is when I wake up.

I was in an airport and I realized that I forgot to purchase a ticket for my flight that leaves at 9:30. My destination was New York for New Years. I clearly distressed and running around the airport. I come to a cashier and buy a ticket for the 9:30 flight and he tells me that its 9:20. He then nods his head toward a very long line of people in which I have to get into, in order to print the ticket I just bought. I was feeling hopeless but still went to the back of the line. There I met a young woman about my age who was aslo late for her flight. She seemed be perfect. She had shoulder length brown hair, blue eyes, white complextion, a few freckles on her face, and a daisy in her hair. I can't remember all of what we talked about. I remember her saying she lived in Austin, TX with her aunt and remember feeling that she was an extremly sweet girl. At this point I start looking around for other printers where I can print my ticket. I knew that if I left to try and find a printer I might risk losing my spot in the line i was already in. I left anyway, but I couldn't find another printer so I went back hoping no one else got in line. Sure enough I returned and there were ten more people in line. I was hoping however that the sweet girl would let me cut behind her to get my spot back. To my suprise I saw her at the back of the line. I went up to her and asked her why she went to the back of the line. She told "Because I was waiting for you" At this moment It was as if she lifted all the distress I just had. I was full of joy and was at peace. Missing my flight no longer mattered. I don't remember when but somewhere in the dream I remember seeing an image of her hand or a hand with an engagement ring on it. I woke feeling very happy but also very curious about the dream. I have my own theories about the dreams but am intrested to see what others think.

I was in Israel looking for the Wailing Wall. I thought I might have been at it and that idea was helped when I saw two orthodox Jewish men putting little pieces of paper in the cracks in the wall. I saw a door which had a gold colored metal plaque which read something along the lines of "Expert on the Wailing Wall - Dr ...". The sign was in English (not Hebrew) so I decided to knock on the door to ask where the Wailing Wall was. An American man opened and pointed me around the corner where I saw the wall with a large queue of people waiting to get close to it.

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