Lion Dream

I had a dream that jolted me awake last night. I do that when it’s something to painful to watch; I’ll pull myself out. I was in a high-rise with all glass walls and a balcony looking out over a city. It must have been some sort of social gathering as I felt like I was not alone. I was inside and looking out on the balcony and I saw a group of males beating an emaciated and weakened lion. My emotions were not fear as I didn’t feel threatened, but the pain I felt for the lion filled me with rage, but I sprang awake still feeling upset and emotional. These are the kinds of dreams, that aren’t dreams. They are something else. Messages maybe, but I don’t even think it’s that simple. Visions, I guess.

What does it mean? Males beating up the wasting-away, shrinking, clinging-to-life symbol of the King of the Jungle as I watched in horror? Venus and Jupiter, the King of the Planets are conjunct in the galactic center as I have this dream. Venus, the Lightbringer, Aurora, the Morning Star, Lucibelle.

They have just announced they discovered the 5th force of nature. The 5th born daughters of Hyperborea are considered magical. I was the 5th born daughter. I was brought into this world the month after my Great-great Grandfather Currie passed and a family celebration was held with all the 5 generations of women to be photographed an honored from me, my mother, my grandmother, great grandmother and great great grandmother holding me. This was the Five. My mother left this world on 5/5/505 at age 55 in our home of the Lone Star State, which she named me Tara, which means Star to grow up in Space City, Houston.

Edited to Add: My pastor revealed this to me:

Revelation 5:5 And one of the elders saith unto me, Weep not: behold, the Lion of the tribe of Juda, the Root of David, hath prevailed to open the book, and to loose the seven seals thereof.