Dream #1: Unexpected pregnancy

Share: Here are two dreams that my 18 year old daughter received in recent days. For several months, she has been going through a difficult period, depression, with dark, very negative and powerful thoughts; no longer wants to live... She says she feels extreme sadness and is tired of feeling so bad all the time and wishes so much to be freed from these moods. She says the nights are more tiring than relaxing, anxiety follows her in her dreams, she feels unwell during the night and when she gets up. While she is in her final year of gymnastics, she is not sure she will be able to finish and she misses about half of the classes. She has psychological follow-up and we talk a lot together; Fortunately, we have always had a good bond. But it's not always easy... She has a lot of nightmares, but here are two dreams in which she felt good.

Dream: I am lying in my bathtub and let myself slide under the water. I see myself from the outside, I no longer breathe, a feeling of peace sets in. It's finish.

Another dream: I became pregnant while being a virgin. My parents ask me why I didn't tell them I have a boyfriend. I say I don't have any... The tests at the hospital confirm that I am still a virgin. I want to continue the pregnancy because I understand it as a response to my discomfort and a gift from the universe that I cannot refuse. My parents support me, my mother wants to help me despite knowing that it will be very complicated, my father is very religious and also supports this choice, because according to him it is a gift from God. I just don't want the media to be interested in this story (given the miracle of being pregnant as a virgin), nor the sects or very religious people because I want to live my own life in my privacy with my family and my friends.

Dream #2: The golden statue

Dream: There is a big river in the center of a city where there are difficulties. Near the river, there is a passage on the right where I arrive in a building. I am a firefighter accompanying the fire chief because there is a big fire in town. Exit from the building. At the scene of the fire where cars are stopped, we come across an African mother who tells us about a revered being who can come to our aid (she pronounces his name which I have forgotten). When you pronounce the name, you realize that I am this being. A stretcher arrives with crying children. I spot a man, older than me, in the middle, who is having difficulty; his face is marked. I heal him with energy. A woman is then standing in front of me. Her right ear is closed, her lobe curled up. I tell him that I also hear badly in my right ear (in reality more so the left, but sometimes the right too when there are a lot of people where I am). A bond of trust is established and she explains the problem to me... In her building, there is a person who steals wealth. Three of us go to the scene, accompanied by another woman. I have a vision of an Egyptian statue in gold (a woman's body, kneeling, arms outstretched, hands on the knees. I could not see the head. On the internet, I found a similar statue on the making . Brightness, golden, size, and which corresponds to the goddess Bastet in her cat form). Arriving in his building, an Egyptian woman, very feminine, all in gold and flying with her arms outstretched, comes out of the wall of the stairwell and moves towards us aggressively. I neutralize it with energy, making it decrease in size and become a pile of gold leaves on the ground, which I quickly pick up with my hand so that no one out of greed tries to reproduce this pattern. We cross the hall and more help arrives.

Dream #3: Abuse

Dream: In a house, a middle-aged man tyrannizes and cynically mistreats a dog. Several of us observe this from a distance. He films the violent scenes to post them on the internet for the attention of other sadistic people. Does he want to market them? I'm in the house with others. At one point I make up my mind and tell the others: Call the SPA (animal protection society). I grab some food units and climb the stairs to the attic. I hope that in the meantime the others will remember the man in question.