recent: Two women moving in together into some apartment.... There's like two helpers, kind of like real estate agents a guy and a girl (man and woman).... Later an Iraqi man introduces himself to the women.... They were blissful.... In a way I was feeling the dream from the perspective of one of the women.... Maybe I am represented by the Iraqi guy and desi and her mom by the two women, who knows? It was all kind of like a Swedenborg heaven: Everyone aged around 29, all blissful, there were no insinuations of anything not innocent, it was like a scene from heaven... Perhaps in my mind's eye now, recalling it, my parents' wardrobe comes to mind as one woman from my dream was like using a wardrobe.... Although I'd never think of my parents' old wardrobe from the years 1976-1990, the truth is it's probably one of the longest term pieces of furniture from my psyche maybe....
in reality, or from memory in the world, actually, the only memory of a male and female real estate team was from Biloxi, Mississippi and they weren't like the two women organizing the deal in my dream which maybe was a man or women, the only relevant thing was everyone had goodwill and was loving, essentially like Swedenborg's description of heaven, because the bad people had already all gone to hell and it was heaven, everyone was a good guy
last night: Just a moment ago: With some Hindus, they invite like me to a gathering for yoga or something, reluctant to go.... Then going anyway, it's at a kind of rurally place... There's a building here and there and a rurally, isolated, farmy feel to it, and friendly, likeable Hindus.... A snake or some critter like that that coils maybe, gets on my shovel or something, doesn't really matter much... Next you have to go down a little underground or something to the meeting area/ space for yoga... It's actually seemingly above ground maybe or part underground who knows? Cares? Then there's a bunch of people in much more modern room/ indoor area, mostly Hindus I guess... Need to use restroom.... Place was kinda like Auburn community centre.... We never ended up doing the yoga by end of the dream
the rurally, above ground parts of the dream were perhaps reminiscent of the portable buildings we used for our 'new school' in elementary or middle school. Basically Bidwill pre through High school was overloaded so a bunch of portable buildings were set up on some vacant land to form the 'new school', or the portable buildings school was there before the permanently built school, who knows, ..... above ground, non Auburn community centre section of dream brings this to mind, though everyone about was Hindu only.... Or Indian really, hence the yoga.... Having mentioned that, some rurally and mountainous roads into the area were unmistakably like rural, mountainous Asturias, where my dad's side of family is/was from... Actually I had another dream just a few days before I found out Desi was pregnant: In waking life I'd been seriously thinking about divorce / separation and going to live in Asturias. In my dream there was like a flying mini apartment or balcony shining a beautiful light, it was in heaven... Looking back, it kinda represented like a celebration from heaven of the new child that's to come .... One of the women at the English Church we go to as a family, she has been to Oviedo Asturias and knows some Australians there. I have a distant aunt there who is a convalescent nurse for the dying and my father studied there, unfortunately, with Jesuits
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