Dream of April 12, 2012, early morning.

I was with two people. One was a well known, Hollywood celebrity actor who is male, and still alive. I will call him X. He wore an off-white, short sleeved shirt. The other person was also a male, but unknown to me. He was caucasian, middle aged with white hair, wearing a pale yellow short sleeved shirt and light grey khakis. 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 metal and glass. Lots of glass. There was natural light coming down from somewhere above, but I didn't look up. 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 glassed 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 gradually 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.  It was like a pit.  

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 to the right of 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 work together to solve two remaining puzzles. There had been other puzzles, but they were all solved by someone else. We were assigned the last two. By puzzles I don't mean kid's 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, even though neither X, R or myself said anything: 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. I remember that everything moved along quickly, and seriously, but there was no sense of panic or stress.

R and I were hindered in our efforts two or three 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 by something and noted to myself in the dream that it was surprising that the fall didn't hurt me. In fact, I didn't actually hit the ground at all. 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 long 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. (the Bible calls it Spikenard) 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 to the Five Doves community, if you have read this site for a while. In fact, two people known 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. (Lavender is associated with the Lord Jesus' death in the account of the breaking of the alabaster box). I think it also means this specific person is the last of a group of people 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 suddenly opened! These were not ordinary elevator doors, but were just like bank vault doors. Thick, heavy, shiny  and metal. They slid apart to reveal a narrow passageway, much narrower than I expected given the width if the elevator doors. It was lit by a pale green light from above that had a few (grooved) escalator-like steps that steeply ascended to a second set of doors just like the first. Through those doors I then saw another short 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 envelope was sealed, 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. I've seen an intersection this big. I was at the bottom of a hill and the intersection rose up before me. I saw power poles and some buildings, but there were no lights on. It was early evening and the sun had almost set off to my right. I think I was facing basically south by southwest. There was a line of vehicles that I was standing at the back of. They seemed to be waiting there for some reason, and they were parked. The engines weren't running. There were no cars in the middle of the intersection, but I saw cars facing my direction way way across the intersection. I walked to the front of the line of vehicles on the right side. There, standing by the lead vehicle (or in it, it seemed to be a convertible, he was leaning on the top of the windshield) was someone I knew from the past whom I loved very much, but who had died many years ago. He was very tan wearing a light brown, short sleeved shirt. He smiled a big smile at me, and and I asked him what he was doing.  He replied knowingly, "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 wouldn't tell me, or couldn't. It was my sense that the other people in the line of cars also knew what was coming.  It reminded me of what happens on July the Fourth in America. At dusk, people gather in large open areas to watch fireworks.

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 (pit) in the middle of it. Top side may have represented heaven. The Lavender oil vial for sure 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 and opinions only, and cannot be construed as fact, predictions or church doctrine.  It was a dream.

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I made a small but significant error in restyling the Atrium dream.

in the section about the intersection I left out a word. I wrote that I had seen an intersection that huge. 

wrong

I've NEVER seen an intersection like that.  sorry!