two videos next week. So please, accept my gifts and my apology XD Now, onto the dream!
This dream begins where I've discovered that I have special exorcist powers. This in itself is a weird route for my dreams to take cuz I'm terrified of ghosts and anything demonic-- Even though I don't believe in such things. Some of you may remember my terror episode that I detailed in my Scared Shirtless post.
So you would think that this is a topic my mind would avoid since it scares me so much, but no. And I actually wasn't scared. Not once. I felt confident with my powers and safe in the presence of these dangerous beings. At one point in the dream, I travel with my group (I do not know who is in my group exactly. They're just part of the entourage, I guess) to the Mead family's cemetery.
This is a real cemetery based on the outskirts of a very small town. Seriously, this town has one stoplight. That's how small it is. The majority of the Meads are buried there. Enough of us that when I walk through the graveyard after a service, I recognize some family members and others I don't because they were before my time.
In the dream I arrive at night. I'm there to specifically exorcise my family. I guess a lot of us didn't end up on the right side of the afterlife... if you take my meaning. Kinda funny actually.
Again, I wasn't afraid despite being in a graveyard at night. I knew exactly what family members needed to be saved because the letters on their tombstones glowed a vibrant red. It was quite the eerie sight seeing scarlet lights etched in the darkness, scattered throughout the graveyard. Then the cool thing happened.
I walked up to one of the glowing stones and a ghostly form appeared before me. It stood, or possibly hovered, there glaring at me. Like I'd done it a thousand times, I raised my hand and formed a cross in the air before them. A brilliant beam trailed where my fingers went. "In the name of the father, and the son, and the holy spirit," I said. Again I formed the cross, retracing my lines, and said the same words in Latin, "In nomine Patris, et Filii, et Spiritus Sancti."
That's right, I was speaking Latin in my dreams. How badass is that?! I was so cool making symbols with my hands and speaking in a dead language. In real life I probably would have been terrified and so uncool. Not in my dream though. I was a BAMF Master Exorcist. I wish all of my dreams were that awesome.
Well, that's it lol. I don't remember anything else from the dream. I don't normally have dreams like that, so I wanted to share it. In the real world I don't have so much to report. I've been writing a lot. The Beast is coming along very well. I'll talk more about that on my Monday video. Till then, I want you all to have a great weekend filled with super badass dreams :)