I started puttering around with my 'keepsakes'. I started putting stuff
into boxes, for 'safe keeping'. Things that I felt I didn't want
damaged. I felt the urge to consolidate my 'junk' and make it easier to
get to the important stuff 'in an emergency'. I've been stocking up on
supplies, little by little since '08. I have MREs that the kids have
used on camping trips, that we've taken on vacation and eaten in hotels
when it's cheaper than eating out. I have most first aid stuff in two
cabinets in the bathroom. All my meds are in a cupboard in the kitchen,
and I was thinking, 'maybe I should have Jessi built me a 'cabinet box'
that attaches to a wall, that can just be closed/locked' and grabbed off
the wall to take in a hurry'. She was out building a large bookcase/DVD
wall unit for her
apartment...and I never mentioned to her my feeling that we needed to
be 'ready to run'.
I've seen all the different videos of the
aftermath of different catastrophic events. One thing that I've noticed
is, the people could not get into their homes to retrieve ANYTHING...so
what good does having the 'stuff' if you can't get to it?
thoughts were in my head. I'd seen the new 'ready.gov' commercials about
'when your world turns upside down' and the need to have a 'bug out
bag'....this not from some fringe conspiracy group, but our own
government...and how odd that it shows a family floating and their house
literally turning upside down, (pole shift anyone?).
morning Jessi tells me, 'I had a dream there was lava coming out of the
ground in the backyard'. She's 23. She told me the dream.
'there was lava bubbling up from the ground (we are on 1/2 an acre), and
it was coming toward the house, it had already burned part
of the back of the house, and we were trying to get our stuff out, as
fast as we could. There was a little bird, sort of like a canary that
was afraid, and I caught it and put it in my right pocket of my hoodie,
then another scared bird tried to get into my clothes, so I put it in my
left pocket, and they were snuggling into her pocket, feeling safe. She
said she realized that w/ part of our house 'open' due to the fire
damage, all our pets could run to safety, but her two indoor only cats
out in the detached studio apartment would be trapped. So she went in to
get them into their carrier. When she did, the bird in the left pocket
flew out, and her oldest cat grabbed it and ate it. She was upset, but
put him and his younger companion cat into the cat carrier, while the
other bird was still safe in her right pocket. She said, then the dream
changed, like a video game (she loves the 'shooting games', since her
dad is a cop and she's always liked guns).
She said my husband had come home, and his face was partially burned
from the same 'lava' obviously in other parts of town. He started
helping us get stuff to leave. He'd also brought us all guns. Just then,
armed 'soldiers' came into the house and ordered us out. At first we
hesitated, still gathering stuff, and they shot her and she died. But
the dream had the 'video game feel' to it, so it 'reset' to 'continue',
and this time, when we were ordered out, we left without incident...she
said there were troops of them out in the street, going door to door. I
suggested, 'martial law', and she said, 'yeah, that's how it was'. She
said that she also got burned in the fire, but it didn't hurt. She
remembered being sad about the bird, and upset that her cat had killed
it, but it was acting on instinct. I noted that it was the bird out of
the left pocket...the 'sinister' side. I feel the dream is very
symbolic, but not necessarily prophetic. I am always amazed
that she has dreams that reflect feelings I am having...as if they are
the kind of dreams I should be having after a day of thoughts over
problems. I've not been able to remember my dreams lately, and if I do,
it's just feelings of the 'gist' of the dreams. It's like she is having
my dreams for me.
I know that dreams are our brain's way of working
out the problems of the day. Things that are bothering us will play out
in our sleep...but I had not shared my feelings of 'getting ready to
run'. Yet SHE had a dream consistent with that type of 'awake thinking'.
I am going to get some of the kid's old school backpacks
and load them up with basics. Yes, I am going to make 'bug out kits'.
Even if they are never used, I think SHE will sleep better!