Here is my second dream for Dream Experiment Day!
I am standing at very tall, very wide, huge glass windows. These windows are so large you might find a similar type in the lobby of some skyscraper in a big city. I am not aware of the building I am in, if I am in one, just these windows. It actually does not seem like there is a room that I am in, just the wall of glass windows. The windows are very near the ocean.
At first as I approach the windows I only see bright white fog. The light is so bright it almost hurts my eyes. Then the glass becomes a “screen” of sorts and suddenly there are geometric shapes and colors projected on the glass, but in pale/pastel colors so that I can still see the ocean beyond the glass and images. I watch the shapes and colors change and move with the backdrop of the moving waves of water behind them.
There is something significant about the sequence of the images and the shapes. I understand it is the language of sacred geometry, but I acknowledge that I am only a novice in that form of communication and although I admire the colors and shapes I do not know what information they represent…YET. I know that I will soon learn this language and am unconcerned about missing the message.
The glass is very hot to the touch and I can feel the heat emanating from the window.
Now people arrive, lots and lots of people but they are all on the other side of the glass. They are gathering for a class. My daughter Lauren is there. She is very happy to be in this class. She goes inside a nearby building and sits in a large classroom. She sits in the very bottom right corner seat. This position is significant. She tells me “Eddie Hernandez” is going to be there. This fact makes her happy. Eddie is tall with curly dark hair and smiles a lot. He stands upon his seat and begins to pull down the rolling window shades on the nearby windows.
As she sits there I am suddenly in this building with her and I notice I am being shown a “map” of the seats. I look around and the building seems to be a combination school and warehouse. Someone is explaining to me that there are different seats available according to the needs of the student. Each seat is created to conform to the needs of each student. Some have cushions, some do not. Some are wooden seats, there are many combinations available. The man speaking is a tall black man from the UK. I take note of and admire his accent. He has a seashell in his pocket and shows it to me and smiles. It is his way of telling me he “made it to the beach” even though we are discussing other things.
I tell him “I like coming up with all of these business ideas, but I have absolutely no interest in running a business. “ He smiles with understanding. I continue by saying, “I want to spend my days doing exactly what I do now.”
I then look inside a box of “used” envelopes next to me and state that even these seemingly insignificant pieces of paper will be valuable someday.
The tall man who seems like an athlete then makes a “mousetrap” sort of setup with ropes, pulleys, fabric and boxes and furniture on a stage in front of the chairs of the classroom. He pulls on the rope and the parts and pieces move and fall and domino down in a funny way. I laugh. I know its an “inside” joke about the class’s subject.
It’s time for me to go. I get in my pickup truck and try to drive away through the crowded parking lot but someone “official” gets slightly annoyed that I am leaving “the scene”. He says my tires will obscure the tracks they are studying. I tell him if he looks closely he can easily separate the tracks he is interested in from my own and I ignore his request not to drive away. I know he wants to make me feel like he has control over me but I know he does not and I peek at him in my rear view mirror as I leave the scene.
-End of Dream
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