Down to the Kitchen
I become awake in my dream. I'm really quite conscious, and can feel a kind of pull in the air, taking me to some new location. I feel guided, and allow myself to trust the movement. The sky darkens.
I see that I'm going down, down into the Earth, or at least what represents a 'lower realm'. I don't feel scared exactly, just nervous and conscious that I'd like to call upon 'light' (I imagine the strength of spiritual beings from above joining me). I continue descending. The sense of mystery grows, my ordinary identity somehow more distant.
However, when I emerge (at a point that seems far lower) I see that I have arrived in my kitchen. There are people about (family?) and instead of feeling any lingering dread, the walls appear white, almost sparkling. Everything feels fresh.
Lightning Dreamwork
I felt good upon waking.
Kitchen - I think of this in terms of it's links with creativity, a place where I cook things up. It's a kitchen that's deep down in the Earth and somehow connected to all things mystery.
I feel a connection with that, since I've recently decided to take a break from drinking on the weekends and I feel like that decision has given me more time to concentrate on creative things.
Did I mention that it felt really eery getting down there?
What's cooking in the kitchen?
I'm going to try to associate with that sense of mystery and see what doors that opens in my imagination.