Dream #1: Flying in the school

This was my favorite dream as a child. I had it several times and every time I woke up I wanted to go back to sleep to continue dreaming.

Here's my dream: I'm at school and suddenly I'm flying down the main hallway. It's a wonderful feeling. After a few moments, I come back to the ground and start walking. It's as if none of the other students had seen me fly.

Dream #2: Singing with the whales

I am working with the Angel Pahaliah and I had the following dream:

A man works with whales. Finally, one day, he goes underwater and when the whale sings, he sings back; they sing together. In the dream, I see and experience the whole scene as in a concrete reality... The whale, the man, the blue water, the air bubbles; I hear the whale singing and the man decides to sing back with the same kind of deep, very powerful sound... A kind of underwater roar. Thank you so much for your beautiful and inspiring work that makes everyone's dream so vivid, memorable and therefore even more educational.

Dream #3: The missing sponges

Here is a dream that I would really like to have interpreted if possible. I was working with the angel 4 Elemiah.

I was with my twin sister in a store to exchange a defective nail polish she had just bought. I didn't have time to put on my scarf and zip up my coat, so when I came out of the store I was a little chilly. We noticed that it had snowed while we were shopping and we would have to clear the snow from around the car. Nearby, there was a group of theater actors singing and dancing in a circle. Gradually, they began to leave in pairs, forming couples. My sister and I sat in the snow to watch them. Meanwhile, I tried to put on my scarf and zip up my coat. The group gradually moved closer and closer to where we were sitting, until there were only two couples left. They came very close, and I had to move my stuff. Instead of leaving with the last guy, the last girl left without him (she didn't want to form a couple). The man said, "that's not how it's supposed to happen" and ran after her. My sister and I started picking up my things (sunglasses and several sponges), and I realized that I was missing some things. Veronique then appeared and helped me to get the missing sponges (people had left with them by mistake). On the side. The man who was angry with the girl who didn't want to form a couple, left very quickly with his blue car. So fast that the roof of the car flew off. Fortunately, there was a police car on the road, so he didn't go too far (he was stopped by the officer). We heard some people say that the man was close to schizophrenia. I then followed Veronique to an apartment building and we knocked on a door to get the rest of the missing items.

Dream #4: The sacred aspect of marriage

Sign: I accompanied my husband to his daughter's wedding, making the decision to be an observer and quietly study my resonance with my husband's family and guests, as well as my own attitude towards the wedding. This experience activated a deep work on myself, especially in relation to 3 questions. The event was organized in a simple way in the natural setting of a sugar shack. I noticed a "for sale" sign at the entrance. During the ceremony, my husband's daughter's 4 year old son from her previous marriage had to mount the rings on a small cushion. Fearing that the young boy would drop the rings, the mistress of ceremonies sewed the rings onto the cushion (instead of a loose knot that was easy to untie). When it came time to exchange the rings, the bride couldn't untie them because they were sewn too tightly onto the cushion. As she pulled and pulled to try to loosen the rings from the cushion. Some spectators started to laugh quietly, others whispered questions, such as "what does that mean? It's strange, don't you think? Does it mean that they should not get married? Seeing that the beautiful atmosphere of the wedding was starting to deteriorate, I thought I should abandon my idea of remaining only an observer. Finally, I got up and walked very calmly towards the couple with a small pair of scissors that I had in my purse. Just as my husband's daughter started to get upset and teary-eyed, she breathed a sigh of relief and whispered a sincere thank you. The groom took the scissors and with an amused smile, cut the thread. When I returned to my seat, I felt and noticed how my gesture outside had "settled" the audience and its reactivated resonance related to the incident. Later in the day, I overheard Diana telling some of the guests that she was planning to participate in an event called "trash the dress," where brides can ruin their wedding dresses in a fun way, under the guise that it's for a good cause. Diana had already signed up for this activity. I openly asked Diana if she had thought about the symbolic meaning of her choice and she said, "No, I just want to find another use for my dress: it's not something you can wear very often, is it?" I said, "No, but it represents the sanctity of marriage; it's beautiful, maybe your daughters would like to wear it on their wedding day rather than have you destroy it." (her 2 daughters were there and immediately nodded their heads to say yes, indeed they would like it.) Of course you are free to do whatever you want, but if I were you, I would think more deeply to see what is driving you to do this..." She became very serious and several people (men, women and children) told her that it was a real shame to ruin her beautiful dress.