Conscious Accidental
Conscious Accidental
I am at my great aunt's house and for some reason my cats are
there. We are in the basement, and as I try to round them up, Cookie
gets loose and head's outside. The house is on a hill, with one of
those fake garden terraces in front. I step on the fake golf course
grass and suddenly I slipped, pulling the grass and the whole lawn
down with me and then to my amazement, the whole house slides off the
back and into a hole, breaking apart, in an accident. I feel sad for
my cats and my Aunt. I tell myself “I didn't do it!” I wander around and I keep seeing homeless and street people
noticing my energy and being pulled my way, until I deflect them with
a glance. Then I hear people whispering about me. Finally I get to
overhear a young girl, “Everywhere he goes, it seems these homeless
vagrants follow him around where-ever he goes.” I ask her what's
up with that? She says that if I am going to become conscious in the
dream then I better realize I had to watch my actions because they
influence others. She reminded me that I should help other people.
I say, “Of course.”
I go back to my Aunt Leona's house and it isn't in the hole
anymore. As a matter of fact it is back up on the hill and I can see
the curtains have been taken off the windows and I see clothes laying
on the bed, waiting to be packed. I wonder if my cats are OK, when I
see Cookie run by. EOD.