Three nights ago: I opened a carton of eggs and they were all broken.
Last night: In an unfamiliar, many-roomed house. We all had to share it, and I kept switching rooms--we all did (though the total composition of 'we' is unremembered now).
I was in a particular bedroom with a big window whose blinds were drawn one night. There seemed to be the flicker of a candle in the room. All of a sudden, the large painting on the wall began to vibrate, then shake violently and I was completely freaked out, knowing this was something supernatural, but not knowing if it was evil or not. When it stopped, it appeared to be daylight and I jumped out of bed. Through the window I could see two young boys coming up the walk. They were both very blond, blue-eyed, and about the ages of 12 and 14. When they entered the house, everyone was surprised and instantly happy to see them.
I noticed that Steve and Sheyene seemed particularly glad and very warm towards these two. I began watching their interactions and realized that the boys appeared right after the violent shaking of the painting, and that their appearance was somehow connected. Looking at Steve and Sheyene, I suddenly realized that these boys were their children in some future-time, and I was immediately stunned and tried to explain to someone else how bizarre this was. I wanted to make plain the 'logic' that if these were their future sons, what happened to them early on that they would appear now, not having grown up with them? I was convinced inwardly that something traumatic had happened that they could not have appeared naturally as their sons, growing up with them, etc. But everyone was taken with their appearance, as was I, though I wanted to understand how they'd come into being.
I was in a shower and people were walking by the window and I had to continually hide myself.
