Dream Journal

I’m at Blaine House. It’s night. I’m at a desk against the back wall in the basement — likely my astral body is at my desk downstairs in my current house, and it’s superimposed into Blaine House. The fire alarm goes off, and I know we all have to get out of the house within minutes. I see a haze of smoke in the dark. But where is the fire? I need to warn everyone. I grab a few important things, even though I know I shouldn’t take the time. I unhook two mac minis, grab a notebook, and put them in my backpack. I walk around a little, seeing no fire, then look out the window into the back yard and see a tiny ring of fire around the base of a small tree. How odd. . . . I go and tell some people (my parents maybe?) that we need to get out. Then I look out the window and see a flow of blazing hot red and yellow lava coming out of the earth near the tree. I follow my vision down into the back yard, and at this point I feel I might be tiny, as the landscape seems to have risen up and cracked and distorted from the activity underground. I take a picture. It’s morning light now. I look and see some larger trees looming over the house, burning. This is all happening fast. I rush back inside, turn some corners, and tell Jessie we need to leave immediately. I go with her and a friend out the front. The house is almost completely surrounded by lava now. A huge tree has fallen across the lava and my friend crosses it first, but loses her balance and falls into the lava! Then Jessie crosses safely.

I go back to the house and escort some others along a thin barrier alongside the driveway that isn’t covered by lava yet. It’s taken on the rectangular proportions of a room, and the lava hasn’t reached the edge yet. We go along the driveway, down some stairs, and jump this chasm to get to the road, at which point we’re safe.