Friday 5 May 2023

Dream recall:

I was high above America and saw tribes of people being gathered. There were eight major tribes, I clearly heard the words “…like Asher and Dan …”, but I was not close enough to identify any specifics about the people in each tribe. These were very large groups of people, and some had animals with them.

They were being gathered and moved about in very specific shapes or configurations, much like puzzle pieces. Initially they were very square or rectangular, straight-sided box-like shapes, but they rapidly evolved into fluid, dynamic entities, not yet mixing with any other tribe, but adjusting to the terrain as they moved.

As I was watching, there was a sense that this was a good and right thing to be happening, that all the tribes, all the people were moving as God was directing, and that they were all safe and cared for.

As soon as that feeling of well-being washed over me, I was swept up and taken to the steps of what appeared to be a large capitol building, although it was changing shape in real time – it could have been a temple or holy structure. It was large and imposing with columns and marble steps.

As I began to walk towards the building, a man appeared next to me, on my left, walking with me. It was clear that we were supposed to be going together. We began to walk up the steps, and the building began to transform into some sort of clock-like machinery with many intricate moving parts. But it wasn’t running right, and clearly, that’s why we were there, to fix something. The man had in his hands a small, fine-threaded bolt or screw, but it was deeply corroded, covered in rust and dirt. Somehow, I had pulled a stainless-steel brush out of my back pocket and began to clean the piece, gently brushing it until its original condition began to become almost new again. It had a knurled head and as we got closer to the main part of the machinery, we could see where it was supposed to fit.

The gears and spinning machinery would need to be stopped, to come to a period of rest before we could make the repair. As I began to wake from the dream, I realized that there was no caretaker or master of the house, and I would have to search for the place where the machinery could be gently brought to a stop.