Dream #1: Confusion at the airport

Dream: I'm going on a trip with my cousin, but she's not a cousin that I actually know. We're at the airport, she has to buy her ticket. When I look, I see that we don't have the same route back. She can't change anything. I say to myself: "It's okay, it will be like this." I am returning via the United States. We pass the security gate, there are a lot of people and there we are already calling our flight; I head towards the boarding gate.

Dream #2: The journey and the soldiers

Sharing : I woke up with a start with my heart beating at full speed... Then, my heart was often tight, restricted, not fluid... I thought that I was more in emotional abundance than others, but in reality I sometimes have big blockages.

Dream: I had taken a trip to very remote areas, which led to discovering 2 even more distant places/countries. These were valleys surrounded by mountains (shades of yellow, ocher). My father told me what he had discovered in these regions accessible only by helicopter. I was then with a young Asian pilot in a (private) jet and we flew over the country located just before the 2 discovered regions. I saw a circular stadium which had been built with trees/brambles by a Chinese spiritual group with an altruistic objective and great financial means. The stadium was filled with water, like a round artificial lake inside. A woman said that it was beautiful and that this tourist monument would serve to make them known. The jet was going closer, passing under a bridge under construction with trees/brambles. I then found myself on the bridge. I was walking as a reporter/observer among a group of former Mongolian/Chinese soldiers. I watched the back of their heads; they had shaved hair, poor hygiene and Chinese hats. The bridge opened onto an orange canyon, on a high plateau. Near the canyon (with obvious risk of ambush), I realized how dangerous and intense the life of a soldier at that time was. At the same time, an instinctive warrior side rose up in me, who loved this adrenaline and life focused on the 1st chakras and the intensity of the animal in a combat situation. We arrived at a village of about 30-40 identical huts with a hard (copper) domed roof, placed very symmetrically. I stayed behind and the platoon advanced through the village. I thought there would be a battle, but in the end the huts were empty. They then stole objects. A truly strange ritual then took place; with their sabers, the warriors inflicted extremely serious wounds on themselves. Each warrior stabbed himself in the chest or stomach, sometimes even twice. I told myself that they were so used to violence that they turned it against themselves. I don't think they were dying. The warriors noticed my panic and started running towards me to make me do like them, or to kill me.