Gold confetti

Date: 1/15/2017

I dreamed I walked on a sidewalked street where the street was a river. I sensed my best friend and 'my daughter.' There was about to be a celebration and everything was decorated in pink. I saw 'my daughter ' fall into the river and as soon as she was under, I became her. I saw the sunlit eternal and instead of round bubbles there were pink and green flowers rising up. I anticipated feeling the bottom to push myself up but it only became darker though I still saw the flowers rising as I struggled to breath. I felt myself stop trying. I then stood over the river and felt crushed as I had seen my daughter drown. I put something on the sidewalk and it was an inflatable pink stealth bomber. I didn't know how to tell my best friend my daughter had just died because I didn't want to ruin the celebration for her or her daughter. I decided to just tell her and out of nowhere dozens of people came out blowing large gold confetti that covered everything. I found my best friend channeling a spirit that said "we'll have some tea", in an English accent. An older woman with us guided her across the street and to the left as I also crossed the street but stopped to look at the hill I needed to climb that had white Spanish style houses. In the next dream, it was the early 1970's and I was six years old. I wore a white crocheted dress with large colorful flowers but suddenly going myself in a black dog pen. I saw some hungry children outside the pen and someone whispered to me that my dress was made of meat. I remembered that meet is for the mature and felt that if I tore my dress to bits I could let the children eat it like chicken feed. The children's hands reached in and took the bits and ate until I had nothing left. I was suddenly out of the cage and looked up at the top white gate of an arena, saw myself and winked. I saw myself six years old and wearing the white flowered dress again and two older women by the dog pen crocheting more identical dresses.close the gate and go to heaven. I heard, "the trail...finds death." I saw a beautiful white cross with rainbow lights shining on it and someone said "Torah". I then saw a soldier spearing into a radio yelling "tora".