Really not sure if this even happened.  I'm confused about this afterthought from what would have been ~7AM PST +/- 2 hours.

Radio/or TV announcer:  something like, "Earthquake was centered north of Monterrey."

Full disclosure:  I just looked at the USGS and saw a 4.3 far north of there at Petrolia before writing this.

In analysis, that seems too far north and too small to be related to this dream blip, one would think.

On President’s Day, 2/20/2012, just after midnight I had what I believe to be a dream from God involving a room in which there is a wall mural of a tropical island paradise. Here is how I remember it; a man came running into the room where the tropical island paradise wall mural is. He was an average build man, with medium to light complexion and a short beard. He looked scared to death; he had a look of stark terror and fear on his face and was in a panic, but did not or could not say anything. I think I called to him a couple of times loudly and asked; “what is wrong?”  He did not answer. The next thing I saw was the wall mural of the tropical island but I could not see any of the scene, it had turned a smoky--cloudy black and gray. 

Later the same night I had another dream; I remember seeing a Google Earth picture of a city and I heard “check the distance from Oklahoma City.” My response was; “Why Oklahoma City, what does that have to do with anything?

Two days later i did check the distance from Oklahoma City and found some truly amazing things in relation to these dreams which I have written up at this link http://endtimesforecaster.blogspot.com/2012/02/dreams-of-paradise-lost.html

I dreamed a long sequence dream involving what I saw as Earth Spirits. I was with a small group of hikers in the woods. The terrain was rocky and hilly like foothills of a mountain. It was summertime as all the leaves were green and fully grown.

It started small. The spirits were, one by one, taking form and harrassing my group, ultimately killing one of us. (I very rarely dream of human death) The first manifestation of this energy rose up from the forest floor like a wind blowing leaves, then sticks striking us, and we ran. We became very aware of the intense feeling we all felt to leave the area. The sky darkened as with a rain cloud.

As we ran we heard the force grow in power, crashing around behind us. We caught glimpses of a monstrous form composed entirely of sticks and leaves and detritus in the woods that had come together in this energy. And it was growing as we ran.

We eventually came to a roadway that crossed a rocky creek. We thought we could get away on this road or hide under the concrete bridge. This is the ugly part. The monster had assumed the shape of a giant moose (made of leaves, sticks, and dirt). It rose up before us, 50 feet tall, sheer terror. Just as we regained composure and began to move again, the head of the moose swept down and grabbed a man in the group and consumed him. We scrambled under the bridge.

As we tried to squeeze up into the corner under the bridge, where the concrete "creek bed" rises to meet the roadway underneath, (like where you'd go if there was a storm or tornado) the monster had changed form into a 12 foot (4 meters) tall chicken. It had glowing red eyes and was looking more feathery than like forest materials, and it was looking for us. I either tried to distract it, and sacrifice myself, or I was abandoning my mates, because the dream ended with me running down the ramp and away from the chicken, and it began to cluck and follow me, stamping towards me like a dinosaur.

I was told in a dream that Cumbre Vieja was much worse than any of the scientists wanted to admit.  The specific phrase in the dream was "Cumbre Vieja", not La Palma, Canary Islands, El Hierro, etc.

December27, 2011

I dream that see a large black tornado coming toward me and I am rush to get some where safe. I come back out and then see another smaller one. I feel anxious. I aware that it is the wrong time of year for tornados (winter).

I was with a group of friends at an airport where fighter jets were. 4-6 of them scrambled to get up at the same time and were coming down intersecting runways, but somehow they avoided each other as they took off. Next thing I know I'm waking up in an old house full of antique furniture. I realize that the person I'm visiting shares the house with several people and I think, "Oh, this must be some place that's very expensive to live in." No one is home, the house is empty. I look out the window and realize I'm in San Francisco and i'm so upset. I don't want to be here and all that I can figure out is that while I slept my 'friends' or someone flew me here. They must've drugged me to get me here. I feel an initial jolt of a really bad earthquake. I run out the back door and up a steep mountain. I'm running and I look back and see that all along the water's edge it looks like it's boiling, but I know that huge pieces of shoreline are tumbling into the depths. I reach the top of this pointy mountain and I don't know what to do as the whole thing feels unstable, like it's just a pile of loose dirt essentially. I say aloud, "this isn't going to hold back the ocean!" I look and see people in town running for a stable area somewhere there that is solid rock and I know I need to get there. Suddenly my perspective has changed and I'm seeing some people, possibly friends, at their workplace. They work in a kitchen in a restaurant, which is a Victorian house. I'm seeing big fryers and grease and thinking, "this isn't going to be good, they need to get out of that place." Then I see the first jolt (which I've already lived through) hit them. They all brace themselves, then laugh as if it's over, but I know it's not, that this is the start of a huge, long event. I want them to get out and run to the stone hill or place that is stable, but they can't hear me, of course, I'm just seeing this but not there. 

I've been to SF and I don't recognize the mountain I ran up in the dream to escape the incoming water, nor do I know where the stable rock area would be in the area, that would safe.

Woke up this morning dreaming that I predicted an earthquake-a BIG earthquake.  And oddly enough Sylvia Brown was in the dream, and she had predicted the same earthquake.  Like a bomb went off-clothes, shoes, toys, things scattered over a wide area.  Homes destroyed.  People in the dream all Americans, so I'm thinking in America, and maybe California since she lives there.  There was an elf in the dream too.  Most people have yet to wake up to the realization that our 3 dimensional space intersects other dimensions; hence the occasional run in with angels, ghosts, dragons and other creatures.  My feeling is the earthquake/s we're having or are going to have are big enough to affect other dimensions that intersect with our and their occupants are becoming worried as well.

A very strong dream, I don't have them often.  I was in my front yard looking south towards the moon, it was just above the horizon which was impossible, and traveling very fast from east to west, then as it approached the western edge of my view, it swung north and curved back around toward the east over my head and south a bit, before swing up north.  Essentially doing a figure eight in the sky.  Then I saw the same image repeat.  The moon didn't repeat it's action, I just saw the same scene replay.  Then, as the moon reached it's furthest point to the east I felt the ground tip to the west and felt as though I were falling in that direction. Then the scene repeated itself, I saw the moon reach the end of it's path and felt the earth tip. 

I knew in the dream, when I felt the earth tip, that the moon wasn't moving, the Earth was reeling to and fro, and the last tipping motion was the Earth throwing itself in a new direction.  I knew trees and other objects were crashing around me as I fell.  At which point I woke up.

This morning I dreamt that I was at a second home I have in the panhandle of North Idaho (Priest Lake) and I notice that the water levels of the lake were rising dramatically at the wrong time of year (fall). Also, I noticed that gravity was all wrong: the force of gravity was pulling sidewise, not down toward the ground. The caper was that I saw a small dog walking up the side of my house!

I had this dream in early August.  In the dream, I overheard a conversation between a man and woman.  The woman wanted to change her wedding date to the end of September.  The man told her she couldn't because a big earthquake was going to hit between the 26th and 28th.  He mentioned the most dangerous and most likely day was September 27th.

This date has not left my mind since the dream.  Lately I've been hearing a lot of theories regarding events that are, or might happen on 27th.  Somehow I stumbled upon this site.