I dreamed that I was meeting with this lady in a hotel. My friends, who had experienced our work efforts, invited her along. I didn’t know that I would be meeting her. She was quite the dignitary.
I had a cold and was having a hard time talking to her. But, she was really fascinated and was taking lots of notes. All of a sudden her friends put oxygen on her. She had some sort of issue in her lungs.
I asked her if I could pray for her but she didn’t want it. We kept talking, and I asked her again thinking she didn’t hear me the first time. As we were talking about what I was doing with business, another lady, who worked in the hotel started vacuuming up leaves that someone spilled. It was a massive hall section of the hotel, in which she was working on. I could also see lots of leaves on the back wall. It was very loud and was blowing leaves up the walls and all over the place. The vacuum thing didn’t work all that well.
Then we heard air raid sirens. This lady and I are driving in her car across the bridge and I can see planes in the distance to the left (I see out the driver’s side window). They were coming towards us. I was thinking, “is this a drill or a real issue?”
We got across the bridge to the other side where there was this small park. We ran into the park to hide from the planes in case they started shooting.
I woke up.