New York Tsunami & Trumpet Blasts
June 30, 2021 11:50 AM
Two recent posts on 444 remind me of a tsunami dream I had on September 22, 2020.
In the dream I was visiting New York with my family. We were on our way to a waterfront hotel when I suddenly knew a tsunami was coming. There was no sign of a tsunami. I just knew it was coming. We quickly turned around, and after driving some distance, we stopped for lunch at a food court or restaurant. The place was packed. People were totally unaware of the coming tsunami and it was life as usual. We ate at our usual pace, then went back on the road.
After some time I started to keep an eye out for a hotel to stay for the night, but realized we were not far enough from the ocean. As we kept driving, it dawned on me that we would never be able to get far enough. As soon as I had that thought, the scene changed and we were sitting in a cafeteria. The place looked very basic – basic furniture, plain white walls, bare floor, no air conditioning. A couple of elderly Chinese ladies were at a table casually reading newspapers, and I had the feeling they lived there. On the other side of the cafeteria was a hallway with rooms on either side, and so this was probably a retirement home.
After a while we got up and went to the lounge. It looked quite comfortable and people of different races were sitting around talking. I didn’t know anyone but felt safe because my husband was with me. He was behind me and I could see his right arm when I looked to my right. It was like he was ready to hold me up from the back at any moment, but it was physically impossible as I was sitting right in front of a window. I didn’t know where my son went. He was in the car with us before. Most if not all of the people in the lounge were middle-aged women, and they were talking about the challenges of raising up a child, but their children were not with them, and no one mentioned a tsunami or why they were there.
The place had a very relaxing atmosphere, and people were very tolerant of one another’s annoying habits. I think this was a safe haven for women, and my husband was the Lord.
I had another dream that night. In this dream my husband and I were in a hotel room. It was more like a dorm room with 2 single beds on opposite sides of the room. We were sleeping when we heard a trumpet. It was very loud. We heard 2 long blasts. I didn’t write this down so I don’t remember exactly, but I think it was Da Daaaaa, Da Daaaaa, and the Daaaaa sound was very, very long. We opened the door to look outside. The dream ended before the door was fully open, but we could already see the hotel hallway, and there was nothing unusual. If I remember correctly, the hallway paint and carpet was yellow.
My husband in this dream is not symbolic. We were both curious what this sound was.