Tampa house

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Mar 20 2010
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In this dream I'm living in a small house in Tampa,Fla; My mothers house in Tampa that was stollen away from her by my step brother. At this house, Jim my old boyfriend is there with a young woman friend. They are walking about the back yard looking around. I'm happy to see him again. And when we do get to talk in the front yard at the front door, they are relaxing on lawn beds(lawn chair/beds). I'm describing Richards birthday cake which we cellebrated yesterday. I describe this yummy chockolet cake and ask them if they would like a piece of it. I tell Jim its good to see him again and wish him all the best life has to offer him. We smile and hug as friends. The sun is shining and is very nice.

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Lightning Dreamwork

Feelings: 

The feelings I had at the begining was very different than the feeling at the end of this dream. Its like letting go past helped see though a new lense, and helped me appreciate the sanctuary of becoming respectful friends, in this the pain of history faded away and the now became happier and frieldly, for everyone.

Reality Check: 

I've been fortunate to understand how the circle of life can come around to heal the heart of pain and disconfort.

I believe why I saw Jim in this dream is that I'm driving my mom back to canada in less than a month and its bringing back old memories of my past.

Knowing More: 

Perhaps if I can make up my mind as to visit or not, may just let the past go and the dreams will reflect that and I can hold myself with good esteme and say hello to an old friend, and may just help me.

Honouring the Dream: 

It may help honour my dream to revisit and say hello, and visit with a new lense of inner perception. To heal and let go. Making my relationship with Richard even stronger, healthier and more loving.

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Sunwolf wrote 1 year 46 weeks ago

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iiwmd things taken from us and stolen are in the past and we are celebrating and enjoying cake and a birthday.  Friends sharing a good time.  Which makes me think that all bad things do pass away and all we ought to remember is the joy.