In the first part of the dream, I was a bird. I saw myself as a bird perched on a branch, high on a tree top. I could see all around me for miles, it was wonderful.
In the second part of the dream, I was a child holding a bird. I saw myself amongst other children. I saw them in bunk beds. I climbed up the ladder to the top bunk and layed down amongst the other children. We were all together on the top bunk. I took my bird and put it underneath a white blanket to keep it warm.
After laying there a while, I sat up, because I heard some commotion. I saw someone doing a search. They were on a military base, and they were searching for birds. I could hear this person saying, “Where are the birds? Where are the birds?” I said, “Here, here, I have a bird!” But that person did not hear me, and kept repeating, “Where is that bird? I’m looking for the birds!” I noticed that some of the birds had been let go.
I looked around me in the bunkbed but all I could see were the other children, they were all asleep next to me. Then I laid down and I fell asleep too. And the dream ended.
Here is the intepretation of the dream:
The birds are humans. Being perched on the tree branch represents freedom. The children are the Children of God. The bunkbeds are the stacked FEMA Coffins. The person searching for the birds was some form of military squad (the fowler), searching for people. Some of the people who were captured were taken to other places, removed elsewhere. The children who were sleeping were dead. My role: A person who was in a FEMA Coffin still alive. This is why I said, “I have a bird!” And saying that I had the bird actually represents someone screaming for help, as in “Somebody help me!” The white blanket I put my bird under represents the person in the coffin giving their hearts to Jesus and covering their soul under the warmth of Jesus, a white robe of Righteousness.
(For some reason I believe this has to do with Easter, the pagan holiday; I was given the word HAPPY EASTER as I documented this dream. I haven’t received any further understanding of this word.)
Also, the song “Rock-a-bye Baby” came to mind. Believe it or not, it is a Parable of Branches:
Rock-a-bye Baby on the treetop.
When the wind blows the cradle will rock.
When the bough breaks the cradle will fall.
And down will come baby, cradle and all.
In addition to this dream and it’s interpretation, the Lord gave me a word:
Joh 15:1 -6 I am the true vine, and my Father is the husbandman. Every branch in me that beareth not fruit he taketh away: and every branch that beareth fruit, he purgeth it, that it may bring forth more fruit. Now ye are clean through the word which I have spoken unto you. Abide in me, and I in you. As the branch cannot bear fruit of itself, except it abide in the vine; no more can ye, except ye abide in me. I am the vine, ye are the branches: He that abideth in me, and I in him, the same bringeth forth much fruit: for without me ye can do nothing. If a man abide not in me, he is cast forth as a branch, and is withered; and men gather them, and cast them into the fire, and they are burned.
See also Psalm 124: http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm%20124&version=KJV