Schatzy
About a week ago I had this dream I don't remember well now. But it was about all the dead I loved.
I was on a trip with my high school classmates, we were eating and having a good time. Then, we went for coffee to a cafeteria, which was at a little plaza, where there was like a patio and a mountain with a staircase that led to somewhere I couldn't see. I decided to stay outside the cafeteria, but I heard my friends laughing and I also heard music. I saw an old college teacher coming down the stairs, but I couldn't talk to him, I didn't really want to and he also disappeared quickly. This teacher happened to be my worst nightmare during college. I had a lot of trouble understanding what he wanted us to learn, until my graduation test, where I achieved graduation with honors. About three months ago I ran into him right outside my job and he gave me this strong hug...
Back to the dream:
Then they played this song about a friend who died. At some point the singer sings "listen to me" and I shouted in my dream "listen to me" to a friend who passed away in the terrible earthquake of Haiti. I burst out crying and then my friends and I went to what was like a store, where we could choose anything we liked as a prize to something I don't remember.
I could see from the outside everything they offered. I thought it was a waste of time, because I didn't see anything I liked, until I put my eyes on some ancient objects that reminded me of my grandpa, who died 19 years ago, but who was also like a father to me, my companion, my guide, my everything, and who is now my biggest angel up there. I decided to go last, with a guy who has never really been my friend, but who is a bit sad today because of his recent divorce.
Before I went in, I hid another prize I already had, because I didn't want to appear as greedy. It was a sword. I don't know what a sword could mean to me, but I relate it to strength and bravery, maybe even to cutting evil energies, like Saint Michael the archangel.
Then I went straight to where I had seen a compass and a telegraph. My grandfather used to like astronomy and he taught me a thing or two. He was also a telegraphist when he was young. But all the objects in there were broken, so I decided I didn't need another broken souvenir, because I inherited from him two compasses and three telegraphs. So I remember thinking in my dream "I don't need another broken compass, I have two at home".
Just when I was about to leave that store, I found a box, more like a little religious statue. It had white mountains or clouds engraved. And some little green trees. But there was a big cedar engraved, so it made me feel something like a connection to my father and to my grandfather (both dead, both lebanese). I grabbed the box so hard, cause I didn't want to let it go or to lose it. It was a very strong and hard to explain feeling.
On the way out, I found this guy who is getting divorced and I asked him what he chose. He showed me an item for construction and I asked again what he wanted that for. He just answered something like "it might be useful, just in case".
We went out and the keeper told us to wait. He locked the store and went with us to the school bus. He explained that he saw me hiding a sword under my jacket and leaving it on a plastic chair outside the store, and that he didn't want anything to happen to me, like having the sword stolen. And then I remembered in my dream that I had won that sword on some kind of task or challenge. End of the dream.
The keeper was a man around 50 years old, not good looking and maybe even a little sick. I didn't trust him at first, but then he showed such concern about me, that I felt bad about myself and grateful to him.
Any help will be appreciated. Thanks!
I was on a trip with my high school classmates, we were eating and having a good time. Then, we went for coffee to a cafeteria, which was at a little plaza, where there was like a patio and a mountain with a staircase that led to somewhere I couldn't see. I decided to stay outside the cafeteria, but I heard my friends laughing and I also heard music. I saw an old college teacher coming down the stairs, but I couldn't talk to him, I didn't really want to and he also disappeared quickly. This teacher happened to be my worst nightmare during college. I had a lot of trouble understanding what he wanted us to learn, until my graduation test, where I achieved graduation with honors. About three months ago I ran into him right outside my job and he gave me this strong hug...
Back to the dream:
Then they played this song about a friend who died. At some point the singer sings "listen to me" and I shouted in my dream "listen to me" to a friend who passed away in the terrible earthquake of Haiti. I burst out crying and then my friends and I went to what was like a store, where we could choose anything we liked as a prize to something I don't remember.
I could see from the outside everything they offered. I thought it was a waste of time, because I didn't see anything I liked, until I put my eyes on some ancient objects that reminded me of my grandpa, who died 19 years ago, but who was also like a father to me, my companion, my guide, my everything, and who is now my biggest angel up there. I decided to go last, with a guy who has never really been my friend, but who is a bit sad today because of his recent divorce.
Before I went in, I hid another prize I already had, because I didn't want to appear as greedy. It was a sword. I don't know what a sword could mean to me, but I relate it to strength and bravery, maybe even to cutting evil energies, like Saint Michael the archangel.
Then I went straight to where I had seen a compass and a telegraph. My grandfather used to like astronomy and he taught me a thing or two. He was also a telegraphist when he was young. But all the objects in there were broken, so I decided I didn't need another broken souvenir, because I inherited from him two compasses and three telegraphs. So I remember thinking in my dream "I don't need another broken compass, I have two at home".
Just when I was about to leave that store, I found a box, more like a little religious statue. It had white mountains or clouds engraved. And some little green trees. But there was a big cedar engraved, so it made me feel something like a connection to my father and to my grandfather (both dead, both lebanese). I grabbed the box so hard, cause I didn't want to let it go or to lose it. It was a very strong and hard to explain feeling.
On the way out, I found this guy who is getting divorced and I asked him what he chose. He showed me an item for construction and I asked again what he wanted that for. He just answered something like "it might be useful, just in case".
We went out and the keeper told us to wait. He locked the store and went with us to the school bus. He explained that he saw me hiding a sword under my jacket and leaving it on a plastic chair outside the store, and that he didn't want anything to happen to me, like having the sword stolen. And then I remembered in my dream that I had won that sword on some kind of task or challenge. End of the dream.
The keeper was a man around 50 years old, not good looking and maybe even a little sick. I didn't trust him at first, but then he showed such concern about me, that I felt bad about myself and grateful to him.
Any help will be appreciated. Thanks!
