Grateful for a Dream?
“Your dreaming self seeks to tell you something your waking ears will not hear”
― Jacqueline Carey
There is a huge pine tree in my front yard.
In my dream, I woke up to the pine tree gone.
Not only gone, but cleaned up. The only thing that remained was the footprint where the tree once stood.
I was sad that the tree was gone because many birds lived there.
I wanted to go outside to investigate.
I have lived in this house for ten years. I can find my way around in the dark.
But in the dream I couldn’t find my way outside.
While I was trying to find my way out, I walked through rooms I hadn’t seen before.
Beautifully decorated rooms.
I was aghast that I didn’t know these rooms existed – in my own house.
The view from the windows was spectacular – certainly not my backyard.
I forgot how to get back to the old familiar part of the house so continued looking for an exit in this unfamiliar space.
I woke up when I found the door out – and walked into a beautiful, serene yard that was not my own.
I was confused, but in my own bed.
The dream is haunting me still in the late afternoon hours.
Any ideas what meaning it might hold?
I would be grateful to know…
XO Lisa ❤️