This is a great thread and thanks to all for posting your stories.
A couple of dreams stand out to me, as most I can't remember.
1.
Some background....I had a long career at a large corporation I'll call it Acme Corp for the story. - At Acme, I learned a ton, got to travel all over the US, they paid for my graduate degree, good benefits etc. But the culture was subpar.
Every summer there was a company picnic for all employees and retirees and families at an amusement park.
In this dream, (it was in October 2012) I am standing on the side of a wave pool. The water though is dirty, murky, and bubbling. I know that I am at the Acme summer picnic because the people in the wave pool were other Acme employees. They're all splashing around, using inner tubes just as if the water was clean like a normal wave pool. I couldn't name them nor see faces but I knew I was at the Acme yearly picnic.
They're all yelling at me "come on and get in the water diaclone! The water is great." I reply to them, "no it's not, it's dirty and it's toxic. Cant'you see it"?
Shortly after this dream I had a tarot card reading. It hit me that the Acme culture was toxic and everyone was swimming in it but couldn't see the toxicity.
A bit later, my boss at the time asked me to help out an analyst that was doing some kind of project that he was capable to do and certainly didn't need any help. He (the analyst) and I had been friends for a long time and played basketball together.
Anyway, I was complaining to him about some of the culture stuff and he said this to me- "diaclone, you have outgrown this place." That was exactly right and he put into words that I couldn't. The following April I stunned my boss when I said to him "let's figure out a way to re-org me out of here." I left in September to pursue something different.
2.
As Ms. diaclone's father was dying the family was gathering at the home. It was quite a strain on everyone as he had been ill for a while. I went to sleep in a room right out side his hospital bed. It was 6:15-6:30ish in the morning when I dreamed that Ms diaclone's father was going up to the sky - like heaven. It woke me up. I got up and the family was in another room talking. I asked them if anyone had check on the father lately. The younger brother then went to check and he had passed.