Dream: Flight to Brussels

It is pouring rain here. Again. lol After 7 years of drought the rain is very welcomed but there seems to be an over abundance of it. Isn’t that how it is with spiritual transformation, too? That is what I have observed for myself anyway. Periods of drought (7 years for me, too) and then periodic deluges. I wonder why it works like that?

For some reason the rain makes me sleep deeper and gives me heavy eyes when I try to wake up. Such a wonderful, heavenly feeling. It makes me never want to wake up!

I had a very intensely vivid dream last night, too, which made me want to stay asleep a bit longer.

Dream: Flight to Brussels 

I was led on board an airplane with my family except that my family consisted of my mom and my three children. My husband was not present.

The attendant led us to a grouping of seats and we each looked at our tickets to find where our seats were. There were approximately six rows of seats each three seats wide. We were spread out and not sitting together. My youngest’s seat was near the window and mine was on the aisle. I was upset about this for some reason. There was a man, a stranger, who questioned me about my upset. I don’t remember what I said now.

Then I noticed just how very large the airplane was. Instead of the aisle being a few feet wide it spread for probably a hundred feet, maybe more. In the center was a large dome and a circular area which had a circular half wall separating it from the rest of the aircraft. I knew that in this area was where demonstrations were held, specifically demonstrations between two people who were to experience Union. In the dream Union was assumed to be a sexual act.

There was discussion about arriving at our destination. I was told we had made it to Denmark but I was upset because my destination was Brussels.

When we arrived we did not exit the aircraft. Instead, a woman met me and we went into the domed area. She was shorter than me with dark hair and reminded me of a friend from school so I kept associating her with that person. Yet she was definitely not that person. She kept coming toward me and I kept avoiding her because my thought was that she wanted to have sex with me and I was in no way interested. I realize now that was not her intention.

There was one point where I took off all my clothes and explained to her that it made me feel free. I remember wishing I were in the mountains at that time. How nice it would be to run around naked in the mountains, I thought. lol

I recall in speaking with this woman that I mentioned how people in my family had recently died. I specifically remember telling her my mom died. There were two others that had also died but I can’t remember who now. They were all family members.


I believe the aircraft I was on was representative of a place that I visited that was not of the Earth plane. The domed area is familiar to me. My feeling from this dream is that I am preparing for Union, or the K-rising that I have been forewarned about. I am not sure why I was met by a woman but perhaps there is a need for me to be open to both sexes; to embrace both aspects of mySelf. This feels right and usually, in past dream experiences, the female gender has been embraced as often as the male, if not more. I have always been more attracted to the female form but not necessarily sexually attracted.



4 thoughts on “Dream: Flight to Brussels

  1. litebeing says:

    wonder if your dream had anything to do with the Paris to Egypt plane crash. Could be multiple meanings.

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  2. Zarah says:

    Maybe you were on a ship? And that woman just showed you around? It doesn’t have to be a symbol for your feminine side, maybe she was an actual person. Just a thought …

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