Tornadoes

The dream begins (from the point i remember) i’m in the yard of my current house (i think) except the fence around the pasture isn’t there, and the field is dry and very “dust bowl” seeming. Other people are there too but i’m not sure who they are. Conditions are ripe for tornadoes and we’re all keeping an eye out for suspicious funnel clouds. From my vantage point i can see tornadoes in Illinois and Missouri. Someone wants to see what i’m seeing and i point out a very large evergreen tree and say “one hand-width to the right of that tree is Missouri.” The tornadoes in Illinois all collapse but the ones in Missouri seem to be multiplying. When i turn my attention back to my own yard, i see a funnel cloud coming. It’s gigantic. It stretches from the ground all the way up into the universe. There are other, smaller funnels around it but it’s that giant one that frightens me. It seems like the other people don’t notice or realize the danger. I shout “Run!” and begin herding them towards the house. Now it’s my house on Castlemill. We run in through the garage and the people are blindly running. I realize they don’t know that we have to get to the center of the house, deep inside where we’ll be the most safe from shattering glass and flying debris. I collect as many of them as i can and point them in the direction of the closet where i think we’ll be able to wait out the tornado.

That’s all i remember. Usually when i have a tornado dreams it’s because there really has been a devastating tornado attack somewhere in the Midwest. Last night was different though. Being able to see across the country – Missouri and Illinois. Misery? Chicago? Kansas (city MO)? Political dream maybe? That was a tornado of biblical proportions. Great. Awesome. Like that scene in The Ten Commandments when Charlton Heston as Moses parts the Red Sea. Riding out the storm in safety? Leading the lost flock to safety? Calm in the center of the storm? Hmm. No idea.