the drowning

i think this dream was mystic in nature , as it didnt play out like any ordinary dream.
there was a native american woman. i dont remember much at the begining, but i think she had a preference for white men, whatever it was, her brother wasnt happy about it. i was a passive observer to all that was happening and wasnt actually involved in any of the events that unfolded.

at one point it was night and her brother took her to a shallow river, and dragged her out to the middle of it. interestingly enough, in this scene at the river,they were dressed in the clothes worn 100s of yrs ago. he had her arms restained behind her and he pushed her under the water. he brought her up and she was screaming and crying. he plunged her back under, and brought her up yet again. he did this a total of about 4-5 times. then finally, he pushed her under and held her. at this point i was now observing from under the water, but i was dry, and able to breathe, as i said i was merely observing. her face was pressed to the riverbed, and he had one hand over mouth, and she was screaming. i couldnt believe he was doing this , and noted how much it resembled an honor killing, and was shocked that a native american would commit such an act. as she was being held there, a small, black snake came out of her hair and floated to the surface in a loose coil. the bro. took this as a sign that she was guilty of whatever he was accusing her of, but i knew that he was wrong, and that she was innocent, and didnt deserve this.

but instead of her dying, the dream changed, and now she was sitting with a white man, who looked to be in his 50's. then a huge lizard that looked like a komodo dragon but with a wider, flatter head came up behind him. oddly enough, it was wearing a black cloak. it opened its mouth and all these slimy green tentacles came out of his mouth and wrapped themselves around the woman's neck and shoulders and tried to drag her off, but she screamed and fought back. then it let go and instead wrapped the tentacles around something next to her and ran off with it. i didnt see what it was, but the man stood up and yelled '' that thing just took my son!!" i thought to myself ''no way, it took his son!?!?'' i dont think the woman was the mother of the boy. i went moved off for a moment, but dont remember what i did, but when i came back i was looking thru a bush and saw the 2 of them, and i think there was another person and i heard the man crying '' i have to get my SON back.''

then the dream changed and from that moment on, the woman was actually narrating to me the rest of tthe dream, and the imagery took the form of photographs. she was telling me something about later events, that she has now been married for 8 yrs and i saw a photo of a white man-not the same man whose son was taken. i then saw a picture of their baby boy, who resembled his mother's people. she told me about his large eyes and said how they resembled her father's eyes. her father had died when she was much younger, but she apparently believed that her father had in fact reincarnated as her son.