Dream of April 12, 2012, early morning.

I was with two other people. A well known Hollywood celebrity actor who is male, and still alive. I will call him X. He wore a white, short sleeved shirt. The other person was also a male, unknown to me, whom I didn't get a great look at, but I think he was caucasian, middle aged with white hair, wearing a pale yellow short sleeved shirt. possible glasses.  I will call him R.

The three of us were in what appeared to be the atrium of a large corporate, modern building with walls of steel and glass. There was light coming down from  somewhere above. The atrium was a rectangle. The windows were dark and I couldn't see anything in them but our own reflections.  There was a wide walkway that went around the entire pglassed perimeter. In the middle of the atrium was a sunken area. It was flat and full of dirt, rocks and weeds. It's dirt walls sloped up to the walkway edge so that one could easily climb out if they had fallen in. The large center flat area seemed to be below the walkway about three meters.  

X was the leader. He carried a small device in his left hand. it was white, the size of a mini-remote or small flashlight.  X was stoic and said nothing, and he took his position by a pair of large elevator doors at one end of the atrium, which I feel comfortable calling the North end of the atrium. There was no signage or writing anywhere to indicate where we were. There were no buttons to push as a normal elevator has. There X stayed the entire time. In fact, his (spiritual) demeanor was more like an angel than a human. He didn't smile or talk, but he seemed to know things we didn't know, like the actual timetable. X watched us.

R and I had a task we both knew about. We were to solve two remaining puzzles. There had been others, but they were all solved by someone(s) else. We were assigned the last two. By puzzles I don't mean kids picture puzzles. I mean prophetic puzzles or problems. I have no idea what the puzzles were, but R and I worked together. There was a clear understanding between the three of us: we had very limited time and were on a very strict timetable. We had only a small amount of time left to solve the puzzles.

R and I were hindered in our efforts 2-3 times by something. Like a person who is blown off the ground by a large explosion, R and I were picked up high into the air and thrown by some force from the west side of the atrium, where we were standing, into the dirt area in the middle. We landed on dirt and small rocks. I was not hurt and felt literally nothing except that I was cushioned as I landed, and noted to myself in the dream that it was surprising that the fall didn't hurt me. It was more of a nuisance than a problem, but it happened two or three times and we both climbed out easily. I was sure this was an effort by the enemy (satan) to stop the solving of the last two puzzles, which was in vain. We did solve them quickly and I clearly remember sealing a white envelope when we knew they were solved.

After sealing the envelope, R and I found ourselves by one of the glassed atrium walls, in front of a narrow, 1.5 meter table about waist high on the west side of the atrium. On the table was a dark metal candelabra that spanned the length of the table. It was like vines of metal that were interwoven. It was not very tall, but it was all one unit. there were no candles lit, and there may not have even been candles in it. I'm not sure. R took something from one candlestick and placed it in another. It was a small vial of Lavender oil. At that instant, I knew something I hadn't known. The vial R moved from one candlestick from the south end of the candelabra to another candlestick towards the north end of the candelabra represented a person known in the Five Doves community, if you have read this site for a while. In fact, two people known on the Five Doves site came to mind.  One has already passed away and gone on to Jesus. The second person, represented by the Lavender oil vial, will not live long enough to go in the Rapture, but will see Jesus by going through death's door. This was what was meant by the moving of the vial from one location in the candelabra to another. It was the death and transfer of the person from earth to heaven. I think it also means this person is the last of a group represented by the unlit or missing candles of the candelabra.

When R was done we found ourselves with X in front of the elevator doors. Stoic X was to my right and he turned his gaze toward the elevator doors and they opened! These were not ordinary elevator doors but just like bank vault doors. Thick, heavy, and metal. they slid apart to reveal a narrow passageway, lit by a pale green light, that had a few escalator-like steps that steeply ascended to a second set of doors just like the first. Through those doors I then saw another set of steps that ascended to another set of doors. From my position I could see three sets of doors and steps total. There were maybe more doors and more steps further up. All of these doors opened when the first set opened that we were standing in front of and they slid apart with a loud metal sound, in quick succession, one right after the other. Time was up, we were leaving and this was the way out. The puzzles were solved, the Lavender vial was moved and the doors opened. Then X immediately and quickly entered the passage way to go up and I began to follow him, but didn't make it actually into the passageway, because ...

I immediately found myself facing a very very large city street intersection, empty of traffic. it was late afternoon, early evening and the sun was almost set off to my right. I was facing basically north by northeast. There was a line of vehicles that I was standing at the back of. They seemed to be waiting for something.  Those were the only cars I saw and there were no cars in the intersection. I walked to the front of the line of vehicles. There, standing by the lead vehicle (or in it, it seemed to be a convertible, leaning on the top of the windshield, was someone I knew from the past whom I loved very much. He smiled at me.  He was tan wearing a short sleeved cotton shirt. He smiled ate and I asked him what he was doing.  He replied with a smile, "Just waiting". What he (and the other vehicles) were waiting for was unknown (to me) but it appeared liked it might happen in that huge city intersection, and that this person I was speaking with knew what was going to happen, but didn't tell me, or couldn't. It was my sense that the other people in the line of cars also knew what was coming.  

The dream ended.  

It appears that the Atrium we were in previously had been underground.

I then woke up and rehearsed the details of the dream over in my mind several times to make sure I could write it down in the morning.  As I went over the dream in my mind, I found that my mouth was wide open in amazement and awe.  I sincerely think the dream was of God.

My observations:

The atrium represented a city on earth with an open dirt area in the middle of it. Top side represented heaven. The Lavender oil vial represented the death of a specific Christian. That is how they got to heaven. We (X, R, and myself) went by way of the passageway, alive. This is the Catching Away. My take right now is that after the death of the person represented by the Lavender oil, the Catching Away is imminent.  

These are my interpretations only, and cannot be construed as fact, predictions or church doctrine.  It was a dream.