Secret Rooms and Passages
The last couple nights I've had two different but similar dreams.
In the first one, I was out in a heavily forested park with a group of people, and they were showing me how if I moved these tiny stacks of books around, I could enter their secret room. The books were stacked in a way that resembled a Chinese puzzle box, but it was only a few inches big. By sliding the books out in a particular pattern, it opened up a space to the center of the box. Then you had to put your hands in the tiny space and "open" it with a motion similar to zooming in on a photo on an iPhone. I had to say a series of words out loud, close to or around the lines of "open for me," and the space would grow and I could just kind of fall into the box. Inside, the space would be as large as a normal sized room, lit and cozy comfortable, and as I continued to practice with this group of people, I no longer needed to make such a wide gesture with my hands or arms to open the space, just a sort of motion with my fingers, and all I had to do was think "open" with my mind. The feeling of the dream stayed with me all day, and while I can remember the sense of vivid colors on the books and the very calm yet exciting feeling of learning such a neat talent that the dream gave me, most of it is gone now.
Last night I had another dream about secret rooms and passages. Either ladydrakaina or my old neighbor Christina was at my house, or some building that I used to live in/spend all my time in, and needed to be kept hidden. There was someone there, either inside or outside, looking for her and she needed to get out without being seen. Lucky for her, I knew of these small passages, floor level and only a couple feet wide, that led to other rooms and passages that we could use to get us out without being seen. I apparently had just about forgotten about them and hadn't used them since I was a kid. I remember that I had blocked up one passage from view with blankets and polyfill stuffing, and just behind the layers I had tucked away for safe keeping some of my cherished childhood toys of the stuffed variety. I remember taking us from room to room and not feeling at all worried because I knew we were perfectly safe there. And then my alarm went off and I had to get up because I had overslept and would be late for work. But it was one of those continous dreams that I could have just gone back to sleep and continued from where I left off. And it's another dream that has stayed with me today. It's a feeling that's almost physical.
I've had other dreams that leave me with this same feeling. One where there was a secret door that led to a room that had been created just for me, and it was almost palace like. Another that I could swim like a dolphin and breathe underwater, and this was in a glacier pool area with fish and penguins, and floating iceburgs, and the higher I jumped out of the water, the closer it was to flying.
I wish I could live in these worlds.
In the first one, I was out in a heavily forested park with a group of people, and they were showing me how if I moved these tiny stacks of books around, I could enter their secret room. The books were stacked in a way that resembled a Chinese puzzle box, but it was only a few inches big. By sliding the books out in a particular pattern, it opened up a space to the center of the box. Then you had to put your hands in the tiny space and "open" it with a motion similar to zooming in on a photo on an iPhone. I had to say a series of words out loud, close to or around the lines of "open for me," and the space would grow and I could just kind of fall into the box. Inside, the space would be as large as a normal sized room, lit and cozy comfortable, and as I continued to practice with this group of people, I no longer needed to make such a wide gesture with my hands or arms to open the space, just a sort of motion with my fingers, and all I had to do was think "open" with my mind. The feeling of the dream stayed with me all day, and while I can remember the sense of vivid colors on the books and the very calm yet exciting feeling of learning such a neat talent that the dream gave me, most of it is gone now.
Last night I had another dream about secret rooms and passages. Either ladydrakaina or my old neighbor Christina was at my house, or some building that I used to live in/spend all my time in, and needed to be kept hidden. There was someone there, either inside or outside, looking for her and she needed to get out without being seen. Lucky for her, I knew of these small passages, floor level and only a couple feet wide, that led to other rooms and passages that we could use to get us out without being seen. I apparently had just about forgotten about them and hadn't used them since I was a kid. I remember that I had blocked up one passage from view with blankets and polyfill stuffing, and just behind the layers I had tucked away for safe keeping some of my cherished childhood toys of the stuffed variety. I remember taking us from room to room and not feeling at all worried because I knew we were perfectly safe there. And then my alarm went off and I had to get up because I had overslept and would be late for work. But it was one of those continous dreams that I could have just gone back to sleep and continued from where I left off. And it's another dream that has stayed with me today. It's a feeling that's almost physical.
I've had other dreams that leave me with this same feeling. One where there was a secret door that led to a room that had been created just for me, and it was almost palace like. Another that I could swim like a dolphin and breathe underwater, and this was in a glacier pool area with fish and penguins, and floating iceburgs, and the higher I jumped out of the water, the closer it was to flying.
I wish I could live in these worlds.