Dream #1: My double

In a dream, I saw not my shadow but my double who was black. I found him very handsome, he was very calm and inspiring, I didn't know how to interpret that at the time and barely better now.

Dream #2: The lower and upper astral

The dream with the elevator... At the very beginning of my journey, a guide invited me into an elevator and we went to visit the lower astral floors, with all the pains of permanent hell, the flames were so intense that they had the consistency of rocks. We stopped at one level and it was terrifying. He asked me if I wanted to go lower, I hadn't imagined that lower could exist, yes, he told me, much lower.... And I told him no, that was enough. We then went back up to the splendors of the upper floors with beautiful landscapes etc... He very kindly told me that if I didn't work on myself, I could go to the lower floors, but if not, it was all different... I thanked him, woke up and worked.

Dream #3: Hereditary disease?

A few weeks ago, I asked a question in the evening before going to sleep: I wanted to understand why, since my earliest childhood, I have had major problems with intestinal transit; my mother always told me that of all the ways were hereditary in our family. A therapist friend explained to me that the intestines are our 2nd brain... And now that I have discovered angeology, I know that there is an answer to my problem, not physical but much deeper. At night, I woke up and practiced my angelic recitation with the angel umabel whose regency we were under. A few minutes later, I had an image of my mother (deceased 2 years ago) who said to me: “you were our little latecomer”, I heard it several times. (I was the 4th and last with 7 years difference with my brother before me then I saw several events again in pictures. I must specify that at the end of her life, my mother was very diminished and had to be placed in a retirement home in the Paris region where I went to see her regularly. Each time I took the train, the RER (regional express network) and the taxi (5 to 6 hours journey). Either on the way out or on the way back, I very often had delays due to strikes, accidents on the rails, connection delays or traffic jams, it was very long! I'm very confused because I can't make the connection with my question. Is this related? I thank you with all my heart for the help you can give me in this specific case and for everything I discovered thanks to you and Christiane. My life is transformed, it now has meaning and even when I go through difficult periods (there are many...) I know that then I will experience a moment of calm until the next initiation. But I accept, it's so beautiful to finally understand and be able to move forward.

Dream #4: Birthmarks

Can you give me the symbolism of birthmarks: café au lait stain, wine stain..

Dream #5: Buy a very old house

I was on the road somewhere in the car. Suddenly, I see one of my friends (known only in the dream) near an old, uninhabited and rather dilapidated house. I stop to talk to him. She tells me that she wants to inspect it, because she wants to buy it to make it her future home. I'm really surprised, because it's really a very old house. It's dark inside, doors and windows poorly secured. Also, it's not very clean. Lack of paint, largely, on the walls. It's really old and ugly! She realizes without any comment from me that I am really surprised that she wants to make this purchase. She then tells me that the purchase price is very low and that by renovating it it will make her a very beautiful home. I go from surprise to surprise. Because for me, this house should simply be destroyed to start anew. I don't remember if I gave him my feedback. I probably had to do it. As I know myself. The dream does not say whether she made this purchase. Then I left the house calling my beautiful little black and white cat, which I no longer saw: “kitty!” Kitty! Kitty! » (yet it seems to me that I didn't have a cat when I stopped to talk to my friend). Finally I saw him. He did not come to me; Rather, it was me who went to him and he let himself be held in my arms. I held him tenderly. I loved him so much. (in reality I never had a cat). Then I woke up. I really wonder what the connection is between this dream of an old house and the beautiful little cat.