Sean to Maria:
I had at least two dreams of you last night! They seemed to resonate from somewhere deep/hard to retrieve. I only remembered since I recalled them during another dream which happened later on.
The first dream is very difficult to remember any details of (and very easy to start to confuse with the dream you shared with FlowofmySoul.) We seemed to talk quite a bit (I do not recall about what), walking perhaps in a sunny town. The image of you was blurred – like you found it difficult to tune in, or I found it difficult to see you.
The second dream was much clearer – but shorter. You came to see me in my house, your hair was dark in this dream but you were much clearer to see. I seemed to be in the middle of something and told you that you needed to come back later – which I kicked myself for doing in the dream when I was recalling this dream!!!
In both dreams it seemed that you were coming into my dreams. And in both dreams I was non-lucid
A couple of weeks ago I had a similar dream of FlowofmySoul like this – a non-lucid dream. I am excited that you are both permeating into my non-lucids:)
Maria to Sean:
I found myself (non-lucid) in a house last night that I saw very clearly. I wandered through it and one of the rooms caught my attention so I entered it, and began studying it in detail. I thought if I lived there, I would make it my study. I walked around it slowly, wondering where the best place would be to put my desk. I honed in on a corner near a window overlooking the driveway. I saw a car parked out there (tan?) and noticed the sunlight that came through this window almost reached the place where I imagined I would put my desk, providing good reading light. It all looked hyper real. I talked to a man there who was nice, and had a good sense of humor, but only for a few moments, because he had a lot of fires to put out in the sense of being very busy. When I woke, I felt I had been to someone’s actual home. The color I most remember is dark blue.
The curious thing about the room, and what drew me into it in the first place, is that there were 4-5 seats that looked like the kind you find in booths at a pub/restaurant. They didn’t seem to belong there and yet they did. I understand how I felt now – the room is used for two different purposes.
Before I was in the house, I was walking through a city at night, and I made it a point to say to the figure of a man next to me, as we stopped at the end of a block at a major intersection, “Look, black ice.” The moment I slid my left foot over it, felt very real, and I also felt there was a purpose to making us both aware of the ice. The sidewalk was rather crowded, considering it was night, and I felt lost because I had no idea where I was, which scared me a little as I tried to figure out which way was home.
That was one of the final dreams of the night, I was busy throughout! Does anything about that resonate with your house? What’s the weather been like in your city/town? Any ice?
Sean to Maria:
Wow – once again it looks like another hit!
There are some inconsistencies of course – the room I remember you in is at the back of my house – toward the patio and then the garden (so the car, more of a silver/gray is at the front) but I do use this room as my office/study even though it is also our dining room! (which is why we are moving lol!) The sunlight always shines bright through these back windows as well. And the conversation you recall having with the man resonates very strongly with me also! I have a ton of work at the moment along with moving, etc. and this is in my head in the day as well as at night. When I saw you, you appeared similar to your avatar on your email. We’ve had quite a bit of ice at the moment, very cold!