Dream chronicle
I know that if you remember your dreams, you should write them down They are windows into your subconscious and have messages for you.
So I keep dreaming about the town I grew up in. La Crescenta is just a few miles outside of Glendale California. It is on the side of a mountain and it has a lot of craftsman style homes built with a lot of stone work. tiered gardens. lots of pine trees. I dreamt of our old house on Mayfield. It had a large basement/cellar that was used as our laundry room. It also had a large crawl space. I dreamt that my mother had left things there and that they were stored in the basement. I was looking through them and I was finding thing that I needed and had been missing all of these years. I thought they had been thrown out . The basement was a mess and I could barely get through the piles of stuff. I then found myself at my old school, it had changed a lot and it was busy with activity. The school had rented out rooms for trade schools at night. There were students there for culinary school that night. I then was wearing a black jacket that I kept pulling chocolate bars and 20 dollar bills out of the pocket.
I have no idea what these mean yet. I'll have to mediate on it
So I keep dreaming about the town I grew up in. La Crescenta is just a few miles outside of Glendale California. It is on the side of a mountain and it has a lot of craftsman style homes built with a lot of stone work. tiered gardens. lots of pine trees. I dreamt of our old house on Mayfield. It had a large basement/cellar that was used as our laundry room. It also had a large crawl space. I dreamt that my mother had left things there and that they were stored in the basement. I was looking through them and I was finding thing that I needed and had been missing all of these years. I thought they had been thrown out . The basement was a mess and I could barely get through the piles of stuff. I then found myself at my old school, it had changed a lot and it was busy with activity. The school had rented out rooms for trade schools at night. There were students there for culinary school that night. I then was wearing a black jacket that I kept pulling chocolate bars and 20 dollar bills out of the pocket.
I have no idea what these mean yet. I'll have to mediate on it