A friend came to me. He told me about the psychological need to move my house out of the way so I could fully experience my inner dream landscape. We looked at the paper and there was a picture of a waterfall flowing out of a cave. The waterfall was very tall and tumbled down the rocks in a fast clip. We had discussed the perfect location to perform Phantom of the Opera in High School. It was the location I dreamed about...cavernous with amazing acoustics...
With the house gone I was laying in bed. There was the maple tree above me. An owl sat in its branches and looked straight at me. Then a very violent wind blew. A dead limb fell from an oak tree and crashed down on me in the bed. There was no pain but I screamed "help" in fear as it fell. It felt very strange to be afraid.
CJ pulled me closer.
I woke up.
This is the first nightmare I can remember in years. I woke up and listened to White Rabbit by Jefferson Airplane on repeat until I started feeling real again.
Translation:
I am being treated as if I have no right to privacy although HIPPA stands. I am being let in on magic and insight. I am being told to get my weight issue under control so I sleep better. It is time to heal. I am on a journey to self-discovery. I am releasing pent-up emotions. My paternal family relationship is destroyed. I need to be very careful to avoid getting carried away by emotions. I am experiencing openness, warmth, and humility. I am also experiencing loss but I have the best of the relationships in tact.
Feed your head.
Feed your head!
~AC
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