Dream #1: The Dalai Lama

Sharing: Before I fell asleep, I invoked the Angels Manakel and Lecabel and my simple request was: Please teach me. Here is one of the dreams I received.

Dream: It was as clear and vivid as concrete reality in terms of sounds, colors and sensations. I enter a long meditation room on the upper floor where other (unknown) people are gathered and seated in rows on the floor, with an object in their hands that they hold out as an offering. I sit on my heels in the middle row.

A beautiful, slim young woman in a long turquoise dress with beautiful, very long, shiny, wavy black hair acts as a hostess or official helper and hands out items to those of us who have nothing to show for it. She gives me a handful of beautiful little translucent blue plastic hair clips for one hand and a single long, very light translucent blue plastic hair pin for the left hand. The Dalai Lama is at the top right of the room, arms outstretched in his usual robe, back to the room, left profile toward the class, sorting something on a large blackboard, like a teacher.

He is strong and vigorous, in his late fifties, and he does not wear glasses. At one point, a young girl can be heard to my right, and slightly behind, meditating while chanting alone, and while she is chanting, her voice goes out of tune, and the Dalai Lama shouts to her, "No, that's not true," clearly, calmly but firmly. The meditator doesn't react and continues to meditate-sing and she makes the same disagreement in the same place.

And once again, the Dalai Lama tells him: "No, it's not true"! Myself and the others smile and giggle, amused. The girl doesn't realize it and the Dalai Lama is so direct, but not at all mean or annoying, just clear, with strong energy. The Dalai Lama says he has a ... jujuooshioosh ... (an unknown, foreign, probably Tibetan name, in the dream, with several oossh sounds) and he mentions a particular instrument, and he comes down this side of the room near our row apparently to pick it up and show it to us. And he's rummaging through a pile of large, rolled-up circular floor mats; he pulls one out and, shaking it, holds it up, ready to shake it to make some kind of musical sound.

At another point in the dream, I realize that I dropped my hair clips on the floor in front of me while I was meditating, kneeling with my head touching the floor. I gather them into a small pile and stand up to see the Dalai Lama coming to shake the mat.

Dream #2: Premature Pregnancy

Dream: I am pregnant in my dream. It is just the beginning, but I can see through the belly as if it were transparent. I can see the already formed baby clearly. I touch and caress my belly and also interact with the baby and receive feedback like smiles and movements.

In my personal life, I have gone through many disappointments, emotional roller coasters and have been betrayed in my professional and personal life. I took time to heal my wounds.

Lately I've been thinking about having a child, as most of my friends already have one. Although it's not the right time and I don't have a partner, I would like to have one someday. I am almost 33 years old. I've also watched TV shows of pregnant women. The dream is very nice, but it intrigues me a lot...

Dream #3: Pooping in a dream

Sharing: Please, can you tell me the meaning of this dream.

Dream: I dreamed that I was pooping. This is not the first time I have dreamed that I pooped. It was not painful. Or should I say doing number 2.

Dream #4: In the body of a little girl

Dream: A friend is coming to see me, he is with his family. I will call him Harry. Then I see that his grandmother is there (she is protecting him) because he is in the body of a little girl! But I know it's him, it's Harry. He came to see me and talk to me... I walk with him, and we talk. He has the shape of a beautiful girl with very long light blond hair... but he is not well; in the end, he suffers from being like that. He does this because in the dream he thinks that he can't talk to me in the form of a man.

I relate this to reality: a few weeks ago, I found out that this man has been in love with me since we were 8 or 9 years old. When I was a teenager, I was in love with his brother, and I never noticed how he looked at me. I noticed it recently at a party, and my mother confirmed it; she told me that he has been in love with me since we were very young.

In real life, he is a very nice person with good qualities, but he has always been very quiet; he doesn't talk much. His brother who I was in love with when I was young was the opposite, he was an extrovert. The last two times I saw "Harry" he talked a little more, but still very little.

So, in the dream, he comes to me in this form, to be close to me, because he thinks that he cannot present himself in the form of a man... I speak to him as to a child who is in front of me and I explain to him gently that he can take back his body of man, that I will not reject him.

At one point, I see a middle-aged woman appear, who is very busy with the material, stressed, with bourgeois values, which are not right... she is too emotional.... "Harry," in his little girl form, was sitting on a red couch while I was talking to him and he belonged to this woman....

I think she represents the memories of a woman who is too emissive, demanding, who leads men not to be able to express their feelings. In reality, Harry is a very, very intelligent man, even exceptionally gifted, he is a computer scientist .... He's had two marriages that didn't work out and he has two children... His family says he's a very good father... I actually find him quite sweet. When I was young, I thought he was cold.