Had the recurring dream again... The one about the beautiful huge old mansion that I somehow own, maybe inherited or discovered by myself. I have a right to enter it and look around, but I rarely visit. I was with friends this time.The dust and the crumbling plaster was still there. In fact, the ceiling had some gaping holes where I could see the sky and I made a mental note that these should be repaired at some time, lest the rain get in. This time there were a few new elements to the dream... At one point, I looked through to a large room and saw a huge library of old books, the type that I have some gold colour in their binding. I thought, If I ever need to cash these in these could be quite valuable! At another point, I looked out of a window and, in the distance, I saw a friend that I see on occasion, getting out of a car with some people I didnt know. I remembered that I had told her about the place but had asked her to keep it a secret....so much for the promises of friends! Later, I looked out of another window and saw a row of cottages, maybe the old workers houses for the huge mansion? A small car arrived and a large rotund man dressed like a Pharaoh was getting out of the car. A mason just returned from an arcane ceremony?... a reveller returning from a fancy dress? At some point, deep into the dream, I woke up, turned the light on, left the room, had a pee, came back into the room, re-arranged my bedding and went back to sleep. I immediately fell back into the same dream. My friends were just leaving the house and were loading a small van with the belongings that we had brought with us. Various boxes and bags of things were strewn on different floors and I remember seeing my guitar case. While my friends started loading the van, I rushed upstairs to look for any items we may have forgotten. Just as I got to the ground floor, a beautiful man and woman came through the open front door. They were so glamorous, like Nicole Kidman and Clarke Gable and were beautifully dressed in fine clothes from another era. The woman began to take off her long silk gloves. It was as if they had just arrived back from the opera or a party. I felt a bit apprehensive as neither person acknowledged my presence. They were shining a bit if they were being projected on a flickering screen. Perhaps they were living in a parallel space and time and couldnt see me? Or I was seeing into another time? They were having a conversation between themselves. I started speaking to them but they continued to ignore me. Finally, the woman came right up near looked at me straight in the eyes and said something that could have been to me or to her partner behind. I suddenly became concerned about my friends outside who were parked nearby and had loaded up the van, waiting for me to leave. I remembered I had the parking ticket and raced out of the house. I couldnt see the van anywhere. Then I spotted it across the road. I wanted to go back to the house to see the beautiful couple but didnt want to keep my friends waiting. I walked nearer to the house for one last look. As I got nearer to the house I finally found the parking ticket, crumpled in my pocket. I looked at it to see that the printed date and time were appearing and disappearing on the paper. The beautiful woman was walking down the path from the house. She came right next to me and whispered in my ear, Its all made of intention!
Posted on: Fri, 30 May 2014 08:38:18 +0000
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