The Fibonacci Sequence
I’ve had some significant dreams this week. One I had earlier this week had a strong meaning, I believe. The message was clear, concise and came true within days. I’ll save that one for a later post this week. The dream I had last night is still making me think. The numbers presented to me by messengers where so clear. I need to dig deeper to understand what they mean.
Let me know in the comments below if you’d be interested in learning more about deciphering messages in dreams and/or if you’d be interested in a dream dictionary. Messages from dreams should be interpreted based on your feelings and guidance, but having symbolism definition helps to get those thoughts flowing.
I was sitting in a high school classroom, at a desk, facing the chalkboard. The room was filled with other students as well. They were walking around the classroom working on various assignments, working with the teacher and chatting amongst themselves. We were to complete an assignment, memorize and write as much of the Fibonacci Sequence as we could. The first student comes to the chalkboard and starts writing out the sequence. They are unable to move ahead, they are struggling to determine the next number. I say to myself just add the prior 2 numbers to get the current number in the sequence. I say this out loud, but I’m not sure if the student can hear me. The teacher is thrilled that I didn’t just memorize the sequence, but I understood the sequence. No memorization required. The teacher repeats what I said to the student at the chalkboard, and they continue to struggle with the mathematics, but they start to get some numbers on the board.
I am then in front of the school traveling home and I feel that someone is walking super close behind me. I turned around fast to see why someone is walking too close behind me. It is a boy I went to high school with and he was pale and his eyes were grey. He stopped me and asked, “Did you really complete the Fibonacci Sequence?”. I reply with a “Yes”. He asks me to prove it and show him the assignment. He was mad that I was the only one who completed it and was praised by the teacher. It seems like it meant something to him. I am confused, why I need to prove my self to this person? I reach into my backpack and realize my paper isn’t in my bag. I tell him it’s not there but I did complete it, I swear. He asks me to then bring the assignment in tomorrow to prove it. I ask him what is the date on the assignment ? So I can find it. For some reason time has moved ahead a few years even though it seemed like I was just in the classroom working on this. He doesn’t answer my question. I ask again, more firm this time. He replies with December 2019. I go through my folder and notice all of my work and assignments are gone. There is just one piece of paper from a spelling assignment I completed when I was younger. I think it’s odd, but I don’t think much of it. I tell myself I’ll complete the assignment again tonight and just date it as Dec 2019. He then repeats himself “December 2019” again, and then he vanishes.
As I write this I am trying to determine the significance of the Fibonacci Sequence and December 2019.
I am back in my home, that we just purchased this past August, and we are preparing for some sort of formal dance, seems like prom ? Not sure. Everyone is arriving dressed in beautiful gowns and is so happy to be here in our home to celebrate before the big party. They are starting to take pics while they wait for me an Abhi to get ready. “How long will it take for you to get dressed” They ask. I tell them 10-15 minutes. My hair is ready and I just need to pick which dress I want to wear. I have selected 3 dresses to choose from. Once velvet blue, one gold sequin and one black dress. I am leaning towards the beautiful blue velvet dress. As I’m running around the house to get ready and ensure everyone is comfortable and enjoying themselves, a girl I used to be friends with shows up, uninvited with her 2 sisters. A flashback comes into my mind at this moment. This girl had 2 sisters in the dream who looked very alike but very different. In real life this person I used to know does not have 2 sisters. I was confused because I didn’t even know that this person knew where I lived ? I was annoyed, but I let her stay because her visit was brief. No one seemed to mind. She barged into the house with her 2 sisters, full of fake happiness and jealousy. She was the voice of jealousy, the other sister was the voice of reason and the last sister did not say anything. Finally they left, and I texted her to not show up to my house unannounced. Before hitting send, Abhi stops me from sending the message and asks me why I think 3 sisters came to visit. Let yourself cool off for a few before sending an unnecessary message. He told me that having grace to let go in a situation can be the difference between making peace and moving on vs making things worse for yourself. I inhaled and nodded. We continued to get dressed.
I also know that the number 3 has a big significance in dreams as well. I need to do more research on what 3 sisters and 3 dresses mean and delve more into this message.
Finally fast forward and we are somewhere enjoying ourselves. I lose everyone in the crowd, but everyone is facing a stage with baby sky blue color and bright lights. Everyone is cheering, happy and having a great time. Someone I know comes up to me and whispers in my ear “I love you, my best friend”
I look around to see no one next to me….. And Then I Wake Up….
