Dream #1: The Avatar

Like a movie and at the same time I live it. There is an Avatar, (I think of a wise man), it is a woman who tries to get out of a curse that affects her kingdom and her people and I try to help her. We are like in a ship or a world of another planet. We walk through basements and secret corridors and we look for a way to hide and stay alive because she risks being killed. Her people also on our side for her protection and disappear little by little. I think to kill one after the other. But I continue my mission to protect this Avatar. We are in the dark and I see a young man show me a way. I cannot follow him, because of a small rectangular entrance in the wall too narrow to pass through. He enters his hiding place and sends me medicines through this cavity believing to help me. I tell him that this is not what I need, but rather his help to protect the Avatar. He doesn't understand, because he is limited in his intelligence. He sends me a box of medical glass ampoules with liquid. They are injections and he thinks they are good for his health. But they are powerful drugs to protect himself from AIDS. I know that it is dangerous and that he does not need them because those who gave them to him want to create dependency. I explain to him that he must not take them anymore, otherwise he will become dependent and that this is not how he should protect himself against AIDS. But I don't think he understood. I go back into the underground. Then we are at the end of the tunnel. Outside, in a forest, hidden in a bush, we see a people who sacrificed a queen or something like that. I think we failed. Then meditation, I finally fall asleep again... Short dream related to Avatar. Kaya puts on her shoes and her coat to go out and get Christiane. I give him some pot lids that he has to give back to her because she asked me to buy him some. They are new in their Ikea box.

Dream #2: Questioning

Context: I've been asking Heaven for a while to become a better mother. My son who lives with me is going through a sometimes difficult period of his life. I sense revolt in him. I would like with all my heart to help him knowing that what he is experiencing is educational. I asked Heaven for help the first evening and the next morning when my son woke up, he was in a very intense negative state, the likes of which I have rarely seen. All I could say to him to encourage him or to try to find a solution, because he is looking for work and has no money left, was negative replies upon negative replies. I still remained calm without it affecting me too much. In the afternoon, I said to myself: "to take his mind off things, I'm going to ask him to come outside with me to prune the flowers before winter." Phew, he replied by telling me: “I’m not interested, it’s you who wanted the flowers so figure it out on your own.” I was stunned by his response. He's really not used to answering me like that and in that tone. I had tears in my eyes. I applied the Law of Resonance because I had felt a lack of respect in his attitude and I asked God for a dream to better understand on what level I am disrespecting? :

Dream: I was in India in an apartment with my friend Gaétan (this man is of a certain age and he is very managerial, in concrete terms he especially helps the youngest in their lives voluntarily, he is very spiritual but imposes his ways of doing things and his ideas naturally by thinking of doing well). He had just bought a small house, I think 3 and a half, to live in. We went to his house and he went to run errands. I thought about moving his things but I didn't know if he wanted to wash everything first. It seemed clean to me, everything was white, but I said to myself: I'll wait. I noticed that he had bought cakes, chocolate éclairs, even the cream inside was chocolate. Since I was hungry, I grabbed one. Gaétan arrived. I admitted to him that I had a cupcake. It was my turn to go for a walk. I was shopping. I told myself that I was going to leave Gaétan a little alone because I know that sometimes in the afternoon he likes to rest. I was walking. I said to myself: no, I won't bring any souvenirs this time. Then I say to myself: yeah, I'm far away, maybe I could bring some to my 12 agents (those are the people I work with). I thought in a corridor, I said to myself: I think I have to go back that way to go back to Gaétan's, I really didn't want to get lost. A man, I think he was a photographer, wanted to attack me, I think to rape me. At the same time, some people who were sitting a little further away started to intimidate him, so he left. I thanked people from the bottom of my heart.

Dream #3: The tower

I am at the top of a kind of tower, isolated by the sea. It has its own name, which recalls parts of medieval castles. It's nice and warm; it is a Mediterranean climate. To complete my visit, I must cross a small metal bar which serves as a barrier, and go around the top of this tower. Once behind the barrier, I realize that I am in fact very high, and I feel dizzy. I tell myself that if I'm careful, everything should be fine. I then make the effort to go a little further, but the dizziness is too strong. I decide to retrace my steps and go back down. Arriving at the foot of the tower, I start running very quickly. I am on a very wide road, without cars, practically deserted. On each side of the road are groups of delinquents, outlaws, disadvantaged people of all kinds, who display their empty bottles, their syringes, their makeshift beds, their misery. As I pass by a first group, a young man in rags, aggressive and desperate, pushes me and tries to sell me drugs. I refuse and go on my way, still running. In my run, I now avoid each group that comes along, and this requires me to zigzag from one side of the road to the other, each time jumping over a small concrete wall. At the end of my run, I arrive at a police station with a prisoner - the most dangerous offender I have encountered. I entrust him to the police officers on duty, but they are slow to deal with him and he flees "through the front door", as I point out to the officers, finding this unacceptable.