Vision of architect's tool: I saw a compass and square

Yesterday I saw a vision in my mind's eye (or Holy Spirit soul, that is!) whereby there were architect's tools, like the compass and ruler pictured here, but in my vision, the compass was more straight up and down and open at the bottom. Fortunately, the ruler wasn't bent like the Masons have their ruler in their symbol, and there was no letter "G" nor anything else in the middle of mine that I saw. I took this to mean that God is really working on something, and it feels fine to leave it in His mighty powerful hands and watch and see what happens!

My dream about huge black camera lenses, a prayer circle, me standing up on a train

Playing around with the Essence makeover

I feel the need to get this dream I had last night down. Sometimes I write my dreams down in bunches of places -- all around in various journals and books and such, and sometimes I find them and am amazed at the warnings and good prophecies contained therein.

I can't say that God doesn't warn me about some stuff. The real question is: Are we still and silent enough and paying attention enough in our busy lives in order to hear Him?

So here I am, using these online "web logs" or blogs, as the name became shortened to be, like they were originally intended: to write down a log of entries -- an online diary!

My dream last night found me and my BFF somewhere outside. I remember the green grass and trees and stuff. There were paps around the place, and I told her to look at how huge the photogs' wide black camera lens was.

These paps were climbing up trees, and one asked the other if they wanted them to get a shot of them. I think the other photog said no.

Anyhoo, after that, I got on a train with a bunch of other people, and I was standing up -- looking for my bestie, not wanting her to be mad at me for not waiting for her. I think I'd thought she was right behind me, so I was going to save her a seat on the train, but when I looked back, I saw that she was closing out a group in prayer, as we call it in Christian circles, and it was a huge group of people surrounding others.

I continued on the train on some sort of interesting adventure.

I guess and hope we were both where we were meant to be. I interpret this to mean I am going on some sort of journey -- maybe I will physically move, maybe not. And though I might want my friend with me, maybe it means I have to go first or something.

Either way, I think it was a good dream. My sister always told me she learned that we're supposed to look at the intention and feelings behind the dream as much as what's happening during the dream. I don't remember really feeling sad or anxious -- I wasn't afraid. So I'm taking this as a good sign from heaven that great things are coming our way...