I had a dream last night that I was down at Ogunquit Beach with my family…
I am in one of the ridiculously over-priced sundries shops, when suddenly I notice a giant tidal wave through the window, looming on the horizon like the hand of God. As people start to flee from the approaching tsunami, I find myself frantically dashing up and down the beach in search of my family. I know very well that I am not going to leave that beach without them, and that if my search is fruitless that beach will be my grave.
As in most dreams when I face some variety of impending doom, the ultimate cataclysm approaches slowly, and I do end up finding my son, Cedric shortly before it hits. My wife, Dina, and step-son, Taran are nowhere to be found. Though I love them dearly, with my toddler son crying in my arms, my agenda has changed. I need to get him to higher ground.
I am able to get him up the road, running as fast as I can without changing pace. For an out-of-shape guy like myself, this is a marvel (even in dreams). Anyway, there aren’t any large hills within close proximity to Ogunquit Beach in reality, but in this dream… there are, and this hill is very steep. I find myself running up it, still carring my son, and still not faltering from the sprint that I am in. I make it about half-way up before hearing the deafening sound of the tsunami hitting the shore.
I turn around… all of the shops… all of the hotels… the restaurants… the cars in the parking lot… everything is covered in water. I look down at my feet, and am shocked to find that the water has stopped exactly where Cedric and I had… we made just as far as we needed to. Where I now stand might as well be the beach now.
…I wake up covered in sweat, and scared out of my mind…
This was one of the most disturbing dreams I’ve ever had. I would appreciate any comments that might help me to dissect it…
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August 5th, 2006 
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I think our families are the most valuable and priceless thing we have and in turn our biggest fear is losing them. It’s weird that you wrote this because the other day I had a dream that a jetliner came down in the neighborhood and I heard and saw it. For some reason in this dream we had a two story house, which we don’t. Jakob was upstairs sleeping. When the plane hit it made a massive explosion which ripped apart our house and caught it on fire. The first thing I did was run inside looking and eventually finding Jakob. A parent’s love is an amazing and powerful thing. I think my dream came from the fact that at a local air show recently and plane came down in a neighborhood trashing a whole bunch of houses. That bundled with the fear of ever losing Jakob might have manifested itself in the form of that dream.
Have you been watching anything about tsunami’s recently?
Hopefully it is not a premonition.
Stay away from Ogunquit beach, especially since it really doesn’t have any hills, LOL! Just kidding!