I dreamed that me and Jen and Jordan were held captive. There was this big, mob looking dude.
Somehow, I got him to give me the keys to his car. I got in and drove off.
Then, I was pondering how to help jen and Jordan escape.
I believe this ties to the jezebel spirit breaking off our family. Mom operated in that pretty heavily, and we saw immense warfare for three weeks leading into her death. I could be wrong on this interpretation, but somehow it influenced us, and somehow we are breaking free.
I did not clearly see Jen and Jordan. I jsut “knew” they were there. Thinking this could connect to BCH.