Dream #1: Valentine’s Day

Share: Giving flowers on February 14 is a tradition dating back to the 16th century. During a party organized for Valentine's Day by one of Henry IV's daughters, each Valentine received a bouquet of flowers from their date. A Persian custom wanted a bouquet of flowers to express feelings (friendship, love, etc.) through its shape. In 1718, Lady Mary Wortley Montague, wife of the English ambassador to Constantinople, introduced the language of flowers to Europe. For her, everything can be said with flowers: pleasantries, friendship, romantic passion, reproaches, breakups.

Dream #2: A good gift idea for Valentine’s Day

Share: As she wakes up, a woman says to her husband: "Honey, I just had an incredible dream. I dreamed that you gave me a pearl necklace for Valentine's Day. What do you think that could mean?” "You'll find out tonight... ." replies the husband with a small smile. That evening, the man came home from work with a small gift package. His wife, delighted, begins to unpack it, and inside, she discovers... A book entitled "The Interpretation of Dreams."

Dream #3: A coffin with a picture of Valentine’s Day

Share: In concrete terms, I cannot decode an image. This is a really strange sign that comes from Gérard, whose wife has left. I supported him and we grew closer and he fell madly in love with me. I love him very much, but I hesitate... I don't know why. Saturday, thinking about him, I open my PC and what do I see? A coffin with a sentence that says "It kills more than AIDS". It was an article on my yahoo page. Maddening! At this moment, an image of Valentine's Day comes to 'stick' (and there, I don't know how, it's the mystery) to this coffin, an image of Valentine's Day, a man with angel wings who says with his finger: " Come” (into the coffin then.)… “It kills more than AIDS” During the day, I learned that Patrice, a man I deeply loved, but from whom I had distanced myself because he was not free and who told me that I was the woman of his life, left his wife but without telling me and started a new life elsewhere. I was stoned. Although the image of the coffin was thinking of Gérard, I believed that I was being told the sad news with Patrice. But yesterday, Gérard invited me to the restaurant. A good omen, we find ourselves, without knowing it, at a Chinese New Year. He drops me off at home, we stay together until Valentine's Day since he leaves at 2 a.m. I end up "breaking down" When he leaves again, I am pushed to turn on my PC and... I come across the image of the coffin!!!!! I don't know what to do anymore, what do they want to tell me? I realize that I adore him but that he is more in love with me than I am with him.

Dream #4: An angelic brasserie

Dream: I bought an old Quebec brasserie, huge, it is already functional and I am having a grand opening day, there are a lot of people and my angelic female friends are all there to help me 'help. We only serve sparkling and still waters and fresh fruit juices. I sympathize a lot with a man who came with a friend, we immediately have a great understanding and a similar vision of things, we are happy about it, I circulate spiritual books and people are very interested, as is this man. I take the white ladder to go down to the basement, it is huge and clean with the laundry room for ironing clothes and multitudes of rooms, I arrive towards the garage door, I go back up and unfortunately the man had to leave regret without greeting me, because his friend was in a hurry. He borrowed a book from me on spirituality and said he would come back to see me. Still in the same place, I also opened a healthy living food restaurant. There is a mother with her son who is having a tantrum to eat. I come to the child and by making a nice story with his cutlery and laughing, I make him eat, he too starts laughing. He had made a black montage with labels stuck on it where he had expressed his contempt for his parents. I remove the mean words and explain to him that his parents love him and are doing what they can. The child's parents are very rich and with their behavior they have made their son a despot. I explain it to the mother who gets angry. In her bag there are aesthetic products from the Lancaster brand. I said to him: “Is this really necessary? » But she has difficulty accepting it. I tell him about my life, that I too had money before and suddenly had nothing, and that this teaches me how to live. I cross a corridor and I arrive in the laboratory that I created and where a scientist that I hired gives lessons to explain creation, life. The man from the beginning of the dream is there, he is learning, he is passionate and watches me arrive with great tenderness. Behind him there was a little damage and I picked it up without any problem. We know that we are in harmony with this man and that we are going to do beautiful things together.

Dream #5: You Are Everything (Poem)

Poem: Like a phoenix, you give off an aura of happiness, Wherever you are, whatever you do, you are present in me, When you spread your wings and enlighten me with your colors, I I experience unparalleled joy when I see you. Like a sun, you burn everything around you, Nothing resists you, the ice becomes vapor, Your sparkling eyes leave me speechless, I let myself be gently invaded by your heat. Like music, you are the beats of my heart, I let myself be rocked by your arms, so soft, so strong at the same time, Your notes rise in strength and fall gently, Your rhythm becomes mine, you take possession of me . Like a man, your power shakes up all laws, Your subtle and irresistible charm does not scare me, We wonder how nature could have created just once, Perfection itself and thus my most beautiful favor.

Dream #6: Architects

Share: Right now I have a new relationship. I wonder to have an indication of this relationship.

Dream: I am with an architect who does his work. He calculates for his houses, his clients and I talk to him. I said to him: “But I’m talking and I have to distract you.” He answers me: “No, I can work and at the same time I can listen to you.” Then I see another architect who makes music and I find that very happy, very nice. At that moment, I realize that we are invited to an architectural studio and it is an open house, a presentation of their studio. There are 4 architects and together they have superb energy. This is a great force that attracts. I like that too. Then I see one of the architects walking past me. He is dressed in a red hat, a purple coat and pants with something special. I tell myself that we can clearly see that they are artists. Once again I am happy and it comforts me that they are artists, as if there had been a doubt. Then my brother (whom I adore) comes and says to me: “Come outside”. I find myself in a place from my childhood called “Les Marais”, it’s on my left. On the right is my school. Normally these marshes are very dense but in the dream I am surprised, through the sparse trees, the grass appears green, clear, luminous. This beauty surprises me. I want to return to architects, but I tell myself that the road will be long because I have to go around the farm of my childhood. But suddenly a path opens up, a path of green grass which goes up towards the architects' studio. And yet there was a river to cross there. The path is wide, natural.