Alright this is a long one! I’m meeting with my attorney on Wednesday concerning mediation and not sure if this one dream is related to that. I had horrible nightmares last night and feel like the enemy is attacking me trying to keep the messages the Lord is speaking to me at night. Anyway here it is:

The time I picked up my phone this morning to record was 7:11 am. I hear the loud truck that has always given me an evil feeling in the garage next-door. Not sure if any of that is significant.

My dream starts out at what appears to be a university campus. I’m in a group full of people who are fun and we are enjoying ourselves being a lead around by a dark haired woman who has a very similar appearance to my past mission director at my church whom I was very close to. She’s taking us around to all our classes. I’m chatting and enjoying conversation with different students. She’s taken us around already to a few classes and there is one boy in particular that I really enjoy and later learn his name is Brent. I dated someone who was toxic by that name a long time ago but he looks nothing like him and do not realize that in my dream.

We are getting ready to head to another class which we have been to before and now have an assignment due, which I have not completed. I need to run to the restroom as do several others and I tell the leader that I will be quick. She says no problem and take your time. However, my clothes and everything I’m carrying is very cumbersome so it takes me a very long time. I come out and the group has gone. I’m panicked because I can’t remember where the class is and I haven’t done the assignment. I’m walking when I see a very odd looking gentleman who stands out in the crowd, staring and walking towards me. He appears to be disabled in some way with weird eyes pointing different directions. He has an appearance that gives me the idea that I kind of know him and reminds me of my ex’s bankruptcy attorney we met with last week in real life. People are avoiding him because he appears so strange. When I keep walking towards him and him towards me, he stops to speak to me and starts telling me a story about the history of something and is carrying a gun. He asked if I understand and acts like I’m stupid and not smart, showing me the gun as part of the story and why he’s carrying it. I tell him I understand and begin talking back to him using words/ideas that make him think I do understand. He seems surprised.
I leave him and keep walking realizing that I’m not properly dressed for class and that I need to go change clothes. I duck into a room and I end up in some very large mansion, which appears to be a home that belongs to my ex and his girlfriend. I’m in one of the rooms attempting to lay out all my jewelry and clothing to decide what I should wear because I know Brent will be in that class and I want to impress him. There are lots of people walking by in the house and my ex’s girlfriend runs by knowing that I’m there but trying to avoid me and appearing to be busy doing something else. Lots of people are coming in drinking alcohol, smoking cigars, wondering why I am there and mixed in there are people that I know who used to be friends of mine but have betrayed me in the divorce. At one point a security guard comes in and sits down asking questions about why I’m there and how long I will be there continuing to be the housekeeper until the old one returns. I move a stack of cash from my bag into my pocket and she sees it asking why I have it. I proceeded to tell her that it is mine. It’s none of her business and she doesn’t have any authority to continue to question me. She appears a little drunk and laughing, but respects the sense of authority I appear to have and leaves. Other women are coming in looking at my items and disrespect me,asking why I’m still there making me feel like I don’t belong and I am pathetic. The security guard insists that the doors stay open while I change and I can see an old friend’s son sitting down watching the television. He is the son of a couple who has deeply betrayed and stolen from me. He stares at me, just shaking his head, telling his friends that I’m crazy. I continue trying to get dressed and get out knowing I’m going to be late. Almost everyone has left where I am in the house as there appears to be some massive party going on. I see two gentlemen, I know in large lounge chairs being carried by men (while in the lounge chairs). Young men dressed up in costumes like servants. The one who has severely betrayed me, is laughing and pointing at me, smoking a cigar while another one, who helped me in the past, looks ashamed that I have seen him. I have recently in real life considered asking him for advice regarding the divorce for an upcoming meeting.(Maybe a warning?) I continue to focus on getting dressed and laying out jewelry. Suddenly there are three older women two of them appear to be shopping for jewelry and the space just outside my door looks almost like an antique market where they are buying items. Lots of my jewelry is mixed in and I see them taking it to the front and purchasing it, but I don’t say anything. I’m trying to pack up and make it to my class on time. So, I seek the woman’s help who is ringing the jewelry up giving her my things while she proceeds to throw them carelessly Into packages treating the other items that the ladies are purchasing like they are worth more than the very valuable items I am giving her. I begin trying to think how I’m going to get to the class and then come back to get all my things I’ve packed. Then I start to realize I probably have missed the whole class and should just skip going. Deep down, however I feel like I should go anyway. The older two women also appear to be drinking and a little drunk talking about family history/stories and their grandmothers to me. I continue packing as I am listening. I look out from the front window as I’m packing and it seems like a very familiar place from a past dream. It looks like an English university with a wide open courtyard and campus. Then I wake up.