On one night: >Reading a book; >A big bird (not the one from Sesame Street) that could eat other birds. 26 May: A prayer showed up, but I changed it.
First I dreamed of something deleting someone and I tried to bring her back. I don't think I did in the dream. Later I dreamed of many baby birds in a jar; some (most of them) were dead and one of them cried out to me and I picked up the jar, went outside and opened the lid. I shook it, some dead ones fell out and others flew off. I then walked to another part of the yard and shook it out there before emptying it including the water at the bottom. I think the birds represent social anxiety. Later while awake I saw the same type of jar on the same shelf in the same room of the same house, but it was empty.