Dream #10 - The Picture
I have a picture where if I stare at the door and walk toward it, I will fall into the picture and become part of it. It is my home, my safe spot.
I show it to everyone. They love it. I don't remember if they can fall in to the picture with me, I am pretty sure they could.
The more I try to see it the more fuzzy it becomes.
This is one of the dreams I feel was more 'real' than the others, I still use this analogy in my pathworkings. This 'House' has been in several other dreams, ususally the basement, which is made of concrete and is a continual slope down, with doors off the sides. The path is only as wide as the house iteself, so it doublebacks on itself, Logistically, it is a nightmare, but it works in the dream. I call it the Labrynth.
I show it to everyone. They love it. I don't remember if they can fall in to the picture with me, I am pretty sure they could.
The more I try to see it the more fuzzy it becomes.
This is one of the dreams I feel was more 'real' than the others, I still use this analogy in my pathworkings. This 'House' has been in several other dreams, ususally the basement, which is made of concrete and is a continual slope down, with doors off the sides. The path is only as wide as the house iteself, so it doublebacks on itself, Logistically, it is a nightmare, but it works in the dream. I call it the Labrynth.