Hello!

My name is Stephanie Wicklund, I'm 24 years old and I have been a rather active dreamer my entire life. Sometimes I get some pretty interesting dreams that I can't seem to forget.

A couple nights ago, I had a dream where I was on this almost futuristic version of Earth. (I couldn't tell if it was a possible future I was looking at.. or if it was perhaps a past, or a glimpse into another dimension.) This place, at night was so beautiful. Planets were so close and galaxies so bright in the sky. It was definitely no place I recognized, constellations were different, but yet the same. But one day on this place, my dream family and I were eating lunch and a broadcast from our government came on and said that our world was coming close to its end. That the generators sustaining the pressurized field keeping our atmosphere were faltering... and that if we could, get to our deep space vehicles before this happened.

of course me, ever so ignorant thought, 'HAH, it won't falter, what do I have to worry about? Its just a dream!' but that night, looking up at the stars and galaxies I found myself staring at earth. The earth we know. It was one of the planets near ours. And was the instructed planet to go to in a time of utter crisis. Suddenly a golden flicker went across the sky and this gold outlined hexagonal pattern started to form and deteriorate. A massive suction force started pulling the atmosphere and trees and you name it out into space. I tried to breathe and came to the quick realization that I could die. Running with my family to the hatch leading to our vehicle, we closed the door and watched the rest of our world fall away as we were jettisoned into space towards that earth planet.

I've had this dream quite a few times.. and there are others that do follow suit with it.

And I've also had dreams dealing with light and dark forces. But the strangest thing is that both sides despise me. Dark forces want to kill me off and light forces don't want anything to do with me and always expel me from their presence. When I try to communicate with the people in my dreams I often get gravely misunderstood. (I've noticed this in the waking world to) Depending on the cause I will either pit myself with the dark or light.. but most of the time dark thinks im too light, and light thinks I'm too dark..


Anyone have a thought or two for me. I have so much I want to talk about, but I've always been ridiculed for things I've thought.

thanks