cross post from the dream cather group-my first precognative dream (first one i realized was one) long

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the reason I am posting it here is because of the lost and lonely post

chrism just posted. I felt the need to hang with this woman and offer what

ever I could even if it was just an ear to listen today...she needed it. I

was in a hurry I was about to leave and go to my nieces wedding when all

this happened. I spent about 20 minutes with her. may not have been anything

life changing but she needed to talk I could tell and it may have made more

of a bond than we had before......will write more about the lost and lonely

post later...

 

I usually type every detail that I can remember but this morning time was

limited so it was either I do it short form or not at all. so this was the

high lights ( which are hard for me to discern because I think every moment

are high lights so far as I have been taught) glad I did type what I did so

I could remember it.

 

the dream:

Friday, June 06, 2008 pot, police, they took Punkin

 

I was at work. I found something that looked like pot. I showed it to

another girl. I said this was not pot but it looked like it. She handed me a

bowl with pot in it. I went outside to smoke it. I was trying to find a

place no would see me. I noticed at some distance away at both ends of the

building there were police with surveillance cameras. I just dropped the

stuff and went in. I told two girls that were there what I saw. They were

paranoid. I was not. The police showed up and said we had to give them

everything we had. I gave them Punkin my dog. They searched the place. A guy

was doing something. I was told to reach up and get something off the top of

a ledge. I did. It was something to do with pot. I had a spider on my hand.

I flung it off. The next day I expected to come to work and get Punkin back

but the police didn't come. I was on the phone with someone telling them I

didn't do anything wrong, that I don't smoke pot (which I don't) and for

them to give me a drug test. I drove everywhere looking for Punkin. I asked

people if I had they had seen her. I went all the way to Florence and hr

and a half from my home. I found a dog that I thought was her. I went home.

I was holding her and realized it wasn't her. The tag said Florence. I

thought I might find Punkin at the dog pound there.

 

insights:

 

I was at work today at JC Penney's. I found an abandoned cart with much

clothing and jewelry boxes that were empty. I took it to security. In

conversation I found out the security woman I'll call Cindy had been

threatened by an employee the night before. I figures out who it was but she

confirmed my suspicion eventually. She had reported this to the manager of

the store but the manager had only " talked to the gal " and that was it. This

girl has an attitude and should have been dealt with much tougher gloves.

Cindy was sure it was this gals friends or family doing this to her (looks

bad on your shift of course). I also got this vibe. I helped her sort

through all the stuff/tags missing ect. to figure out what had actually been

stolen. Around $150.00 or more in fashion jewelry. I told her I didn't know

how I could be of help but to let me know if I could be of any help with

this person and discussed some other things pertaining to security of the

store. I also told her she should make a police report of the incident and

carry her gun personally if allowed for protection. Come to find out she is

a deputy sheriff, but taking a job in security. Any way how it all relates

to my dream:

 

I found a cart full of stuff in my dept in a place no one would see someone

stealing unless the cameras were on that spot. A bunch of stuff just dropped

off after they stole what they wanted. (the pot being found and me trying

to find a place to smoke it, the police surveillance cameras catching it

all an tape). The two girl being paranoid might have been she and I

discussing it (her being threatened ect). I gave her everything I had

(support, advice, sympathy, understanding, and ear to listen, ect) giving

the police my dog. I don't want what I gave her back... looking for my

dog...I think the part about searching for my dog was about what else is

there I could do for her...the spider and me flinging it off I think was...I

hate spiders (the girl who threatened her) and don't want to imagine being

in her place (being threatened by someone and their group). The last part

about going so far to find Punkin I think... was saying if I was able to do

some thing I would. I really feel bad for her because even though she seems

capable of helping herself (ya never know what can happen-this gal

threatened her in the parking lot after work last night)...JC Penney's (our

present boss) seem more interested in protecting his but instead of hers.

The finding my dog but it not really being her might have been my advice

about her carrying her gun. She doesn't have a permit, she cant carry it in

the store and that might not be enough anyway even if she had it in her car.

That might not be enough to stop what ever violence is being planned against

her. In other words it might not be the answer to her problems.

 

very interesting

 

any thoughts,

 

debby