Woke up to a wonderful dream that, unfortunately, was prematurely ended.

Dream: Cleaning Sale

The first part of the dream involved me and a few other woman in a basement. It was lowly lit and hard to make out the furnishings (hidden patterns or knowledge). One woman was talking about a laundry soap trio (healing/cleansing) that was a good item to sell. Somehow she signed me up as a salesperson and I was getting email after email of people indicating the number of items they wanted to buy. It was worrying me because I had not intended to sell the laundry soap (I’m here for my own healing). The woman was explaining how it was something people wanted and how it was a superior product. She was excited that I was getting so many customers so quickly. My concern was that I had no product. She said not to worry, they sold it at Costco. I thought well then they can just go buy it themselves. The woman corrected me on this and said they didn’t know the right combination of products and she did. She would help me help them. I remember her showing me the products in my mind. It was like Tide (symbolizes ebb and flow of emotion), and a detergent accelerant and then some kind of microbeads (pieces of info), too. I started considering how I needed to go to Costco and buy a bunch of inventory. Then I realized. None of the people who emailed me had paid yet. Relieved, I remember saying I could email them all a pay link and as that would give me more time to get inventory and would also give me numbers so I didn’t buy too much.

Plan in place, my mom came up to me. I could see better now because the room had gotten brighter. She told me she read my book. Nervous I was about to ask her what she thought but she answered me before I could speak. She said excitedly, “It’s really good!” She was holding a page in her hand, looking down at it. Flattered, I said, “Really? You like it? Thank you!” I hold my mom’s opinion above all others so her compliment was very important to me.

Reflection

I think this dream is a discussion of my book and its purpose. I am being shown that, although it may seem commonplace to me, the particular “soap” combination it provides is what people want and that she is there to help me with that combination so that I can help others. I only become relieved when I realize the demand has not been paid for yet, revealing the people are requesting help but have not “bought” into it yet. This gives me time to send pay links, which are me establishing a link to others that calls them to invest.

My mother complimenting my book means the world to me. In life, I have always looked to her for approval and as I we get older, she is finally giving it.

Dream: Daoist on a Boat

I remember being with my ex on a cruise with other Scientologists (past version of myself, my life). We were walking together along the promenade (public pathway). People my ex knew but I barely recognized walked passed. As they did they would say hi and some would stop to make small talk. A tall, blond man approached as we got close to the entrance to the level containing the staterooms. My ex and he shared a brief conversation and he mentioned he was Daoist (going with the flow, directly contrasting with the rest of the people on the boat). I said, “Oh, I know Daoism!” When I spoke his attention went to me and our eyes locked. He smiled and said something about how that was unusual because not many know about it.

When the conversation ended and he walked away, he intentionally brushed my hand with his. A spark ignited inside me and I looked up. His eyes sent an unspoken message of mutual interest. I excused myself but my ex didn’t pay me any attention. He was too interested in finding others he knew to talk with.

Then I was outside on sidewalk in a city (structured, cold world). To my right was a wooden fence (boundary) like one would surrounding the vast property of an estate (deeper, hidden, natural world). It was stained a dark color and its wooden texture contrasted with the urban environment. I walked along the sidewalk very aware of the fence to my right and the open space to my left. When I looked down I spotted the biggest earthworm (highly foundational, deeply buried aspect) I had ever seen. It was at least six feet long and it was laying in the middle of the sidewalk. Excited, I kneeled down and took a photo. A passerby watched me curiously an then kept going. I stayed, fascinated, inspecting the worm. The Daoist man approached and watched me for a while.

He asked me about the worm and I explained how it must have just rained because that’s the only time they come out and expose themselves (raw,new aspect emerging). He then invited me to come with him. A swirling, erotic energy surrounded us as his invitation was received. I asked about his wife, wouldn’t she notice. He said she was busy elsewhere. He asked about my husband, I said the same. In agreement, we headed towards the cabins.

I remember going into my bedroom and tidying up the bed, smoothing down the corners of the bedcovers which had been pulled up, revealing the white sheets (attempting to maintain order). The man came in unexpectedly and locked the door behind him. I turned and we embraced immediately (yin and yang meet). The passion was such that when we fell down onto the bed, I woke up from the intensity of it.

Reflection

With this dream I woke feeling that I had made such progress that I am indeed ready for returning to where I left off on my journey to Union. How this plays out, whether it is meeting an actual partner or finding Union within, is yet to be known. I have been told my book with both integrate and anchor me into this life and body. So, I suspect the action of writing will lead to a reUnion with mySelf.