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 ❤️

18 comments on “198 I am Confused

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  2. I just sent you an email, Lisa. But when I got back here to let you know, I read what Laura said! So I believe we both had almost the same thing to say about it! 😲

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  3. I’ll have a go…

    “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.”

    (Could this represent Larry? No longer in that Familiar place in your life yet his footprint remains in your life?)

    “I was sad that the tree was gone because many birds lived there.”

    (In fact, you too (and family) lived within that space, with Larry….that familiar place that felt like home, belonging, comfort etc.)

    “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.”

    (For a long while, you must’ve felt as though you were lost in the darkness of grief…)

    “But in the dream I couldn’t find my way outside.”

    (And felt as though you couldn’t find your way out of it.)

    “While I was trying to find my way out, ..)

    (You began a blog while trying to find your way out of it….your journey through grief to healing.)

    “I walked through rooms I hadn’t seen before.
    Beautifully decorated rooms.”

    (Perhaps, during this journey, you began to discover many facets of yourself that you didn’t know or realize existed….maybe even that you’re stronger, more resilient than you thought?)

    “I was aghast that I didn’t know these rooms existed – in my own house.”

    (You may have even suprised yourself…maybe there was more to you than you knew and that you found yourself changing, blooming, growing beyond your former borders?)

    “The view from the windows was spectacular – certainly not my backyard.”

    (Maybe you are discovering how spectacular you truly are?)

    “I forgot how to get back to the old familiar part of the house so continued looking for an exit in this unfamiliar space.”

    (For a long while, you perhaps longed for the comforting familiarity of your old life…that which was before BUT you had to continue to explore this new life you found yourself in, what laid ahead…without the strong tree that once was there?)

    “I woke up when I found the door out – and walked into a beautiful, serene yard that was not my own.”

    (You Ultimately found your way through the dark and now find yourself in this place of new peace? )

    Love you Lisa. You are spectacular and you have grown is beautiful ways during you journey. You my friend are now the strength, shelter and home of the tree in your family.

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