I had a dream last night

How do you rate your dreams? Are they wishes, memories, hopes and desires? Or do they hold a hidden meaning or a warning perhaps.
I admit I’ve had some doozies in my 63 years, but this latest one was odd, fascinating, and in places quite wonderful.
We were returning home and entering the house by the back door.
It was unlocked so we were instantly on our guard, and were greeted by an estate agent.
‘You won’t believe what I’ve found!’ she gushed, dragging us into the room and through an unfamiliar door.
We were in a long corridor which opened out into a large room with an open staircase.
Looking up, you could see holes in the ceiling/floor of the room above. I climbed the stairs and came to a single door leading into that room which had threadbare carpets on the floor so you could see through the holes down into the room below.

Anyone interested in decor here, the walls were all a pale lemon and grubby, the carpets a popular 60s design of squares and blocks in red, brown, green and black.
Logic in my subconscious mind crept in then, and I wondered how the agent had got in. We only have one door here and like the cottage, it’s a bungalow, so no second storey. Also, how did she get round our security measures?
In my dream, things changed………….. but not that much.

The agent said that this section of the property was an alternate doctor’s surgery, yet access to it was not through the house but down a side path.

She then filtered out of my dream, leaving me walking down said path which led through woods. This is where it got fantastic.

The woods opened out into a beautiful landscape full of animals and wildlife living together in perfect harmony. Everywhere I looked I saw natural beauty, from glistening dewdrops on leafy plants and colourful shrubs to a blue sunny sky and air that was not overbearing or stuffy.  The birdsong was fabulous, horses were rolling on their backs and having tummy rubs from invisible hands, baby hippos were bathing in  a clear lake, and two black wolves came out to greet me and escort me to the entrance.
When I entered, the rooms were transformed. They were clean and intact, peaceful and serene, and as I looked around in wonder, I heard a voice tell me that once you entered this surgery, all your ills and troubles were resolved, you were whole and healed.
Well, what do you make of that?
I woke up feeling refreshed after a two hour nap as Maggie had got me up at 6.45 and 7.45 to go out and it was now nearly 10am.
I got up, washed and dressed, did my exercises and then took her out for a walk as Hubby was catching up on his own sleep after a restless couple of nights.

Wouldn’t it be wonderful though, being able to go somewhere where you are completely healed. Could that be Heaven? It’s a pleasing thought, though I don’t want to go there for a good while yet and in my dream, apart from the estate agent, there were no people.
Was it a sign of leaving behind all the shit of 2019 and entering 2020 with a clean slate?
It’s given me another positive start to the day anyway.

 

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