mada85
The Cosmic Force
As my dream opened I was in an apartment a couple of floors above a street, with buildings opposite, like many streets one finds in certain areas of London. The walls of the apartment were white, the window frames were modern uPVC and were also white. The windows carried on around the corner of the building.
I saw the beginnings of a grey tornado in the sky and called to my daughter to come and see it. When I looked again this tornado had vanished, but when my daughter arrived I saw that another larger tornado had taken its place. The bottom of the tornado had not yet connected with the ground, but was lashing against the windows of the apartment. It was like a grey tentacle, tubular, spinning fast, with droplets of water spraying off it.
Then I looked up in the sky and saw a large, perfect circle in the clouds and knew that a large meteor had made this hole in the clouds. The outer part of the cloud circle was like a circular tube, the main part was thinner and quite flat. There was a small dark hole in the very centre. The clouds forming this circle were a very pale grey, almost white.
I looked again and the cloud circle had almost completely disappeared, and overlapping this was the shape of the British Isles, made of small fluffy clouds. A circle surrounded Ireland. The area where I live was made of bright white light, and as I watched it detached itself from England and moved to France. Then I woke up. This was a very vivid dream, in colour. As to its meaning, I'm not sure, but is possibly related to my forthcoming trip to the chateau. Any insights would be very welcome.
I saw the beginnings of a grey tornado in the sky and called to my daughter to come and see it. When I looked again this tornado had vanished, but when my daughter arrived I saw that another larger tornado had taken its place. The bottom of the tornado had not yet connected with the ground, but was lashing against the windows of the apartment. It was like a grey tentacle, tubular, spinning fast, with droplets of water spraying off it.
Then I looked up in the sky and saw a large, perfect circle in the clouds and knew that a large meteor had made this hole in the clouds. The outer part of the cloud circle was like a circular tube, the main part was thinner and quite flat. There was a small dark hole in the very centre. The clouds forming this circle were a very pale grey, almost white.
I looked again and the cloud circle had almost completely disappeared, and overlapping this was the shape of the British Isles, made of small fluffy clouds. A circle surrounded Ireland. The area where I live was made of bright white light, and as I watched it detached itself from England and moved to France. Then I woke up. This was a very vivid dream, in colour. As to its meaning, I'm not sure, but is possibly related to my forthcoming trip to the chateau. Any insights would be very welcome.
