Dream #1: plantar warts

Share from the dreamer: I caught a plantar wart under my right foot, opposite the 3rd little toe, in 2007. I had gone swimming with a friend at the municipal pool and I had forgotten my sandals for the shower. That evening, my friend in question asked me if I would like to walk a bit of the way with him... We walked together for 1 year and 1 month. (He was my first love). I started treatment for plantar warts after our relationship. At that time, I was traveling a lot. So I was never regular in the treatments. My wart was then getting bigger. After 5 years of all kinds of treatment, my case had worsened, I was now with 5 warts, including one on my left foot. I asked my godmother to help me understand, from psychokinesiology, why I had warts. (Psychokinesiology is a diagnostic and therapeutic approach that allows us to communicate with the body using cellular memory, this invaluable database. It is also a tool for personal development, transformation and self-healing). I asked my unconscious questions and discovered that they were related to disgust; to the disgust I have for myself (lack of pride). So I had a bleomycin treatment in August 2012. This treatment was very intense, it is an antibiotic injected under pressure. This treatment was effective, however 2 of my warts reappeared... I still feel them, at every step of my life, for 6 years now. I then asked for dreams to better understand, by asking the question: "For the development of my soul, what do I have to change concretely to heal...?" I am currently 23 years old, I am studying organic agriculture. I live in the Cégep residences. Kaya , can you help me understand my dream better?

The dream: We were going to take the metro (public transport). I think it was to go to school. The metro was stopped, broken down. However, people were allowed to board, people were crowded together. There were a lot of people. The metro has finally started. Then, 5 meters further on, the wagons stopped and we were forced to disembark. I had a sudden urge to urinate. A man next to me defecated on the ground on the landing bridge. Looking around, we noticed the hole the size of a person, which led to the surface and a chain was placed there to go up to the surface. I wanted to pee upstairs, but when I got there, the person responsible for the people in the subway decided to make everyone exit through that place. Once we reached the surface, we were facing a car parking lot. There were cars outside. So I had to guide people to the cars, so that everyone had room in the vehicles. People were panicking. Everyone was running, it was GOGO GO. There were a lot of black people and especially women. A little black boy was crying and couldn't find his mom, I handed him to one of the black women in the car. (I don't know anyone concretely in this dream, nor the places).

Dream #2: Body search

The dream: I visit my student residence, I have no idea where I am. I don't remember signing up or visiting before and selecting it. It's a very big place. I have two bedrooms, a bathroom, a living room and a kitchen. Everything is provided, it's beautiful and the decoration is pretty, to my taste. I have very wealthy neighbors to the right on one side and a daycare or school on the other side. I was accompanied by cousins. They wanted to go have a beer, I continued my visit to join them later. I had forgotten to close a few doors in my residence. I discover the pieces from this one, there are lots of beautiful things; decorative objects, it’s a beautiful universe. And then, the cleaning lady arrives (through the open door, I think). I ask him how many times a week I will be entitled to his service. I'm surprised it's included in the price. We chat a little and she carries out a body search of me against the wall. Finally, she places her cheek against mine and checks all my holes, holding me securely. She inserts her fingers into my anus and begins to move back and forth. After a while, I realize the situation. I turn around and slap him in the face, saying: “That’s enough, your gesture is inappropriate.”