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	<title>Comments on: I&#8217;d Swear I Have the Weirdest Dreams!!</title>
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		<title>By: Mom</title>
		<link>http://signesays.com/blog/2009/01/02/id-swear-i-have-the-weirdest-dreams/comment-page-1/#comment-1288</link>
		<dc:creator>Mom</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 14 Jan 2009 01:03:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>They go on and on, those dreams about our children, then it&#039;s dreams about our grand children.  As a teen ager one dream came to be our house swirling and sinking in to sand, it upset me so much that I left my bed and went to the livingroom to tell Mom that we need to get out of the house it is sinking.  She told me that my dream was only a dream go back to bed, so I did all in my sleep.  Years later I had a dream about my oldest daughter as a toddler, she stepped on to some sand that started to move downward into a funnel shaped hole.  I laid on the ground to reach for her hand and called for help, no one came, they were all eating and talking.  Do our dreams develop from our concerns or fears?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>They go on and on, those dreams about our children, then it&#8217;s dreams about our grand children.  As a teen ager one dream came to be our house swirling and sinking in to sand, it upset me so much that I left my bed and went to the livingroom to tell Mom that we need to get out of the house it is sinking.  She told me that my dream was only a dream go back to bed, so I did all in my sleep.  Years later I had a dream about my oldest daughter as a toddler, she stepped on to some sand that started to move downward into a funnel shaped hole.  I laid on the ground to reach for her hand and called for help, no one came, they were all eating and talking.  Do our dreams develop from our concerns or fears?</p>
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		<title>By: Stacy</title>
		<link>http://signesays.com/blog/2009/01/02/id-swear-i-have-the-weirdest-dreams/comment-page-1/#comment-1248</link>
		<dc:creator>Stacy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 03 Jan 2009 03:49:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>You&#039;re not alone with the weird dreams!  I had a re-occuring nightmare when I was little about a vampire attacking me in my living room.  I also have nightmare&#039;s about my children, from everyday type situations to zombies and aliens attacking.  I think that&#039;s where some of the grey hairs come from!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You&#8217;re not alone with the weird dreams!  I had a re-occuring nightmare when I was little about a vampire attacking me in my living room.  I also have nightmare&#8217;s about my children, from everyday type situations to zombies and aliens attacking.  I think that&#8217;s where some of the grey hairs come from!</p>
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