Moving to Lyon (French version)

Dream #1: Moving to Lyon?

Dream: Here is a dream I had following a question I asked Do I or do I not have to move to Lyon? I am considering moving to Lyon, a city I know very little about, but where I have a few friends). I'm watching a soap opera or a series on television. One of the characters suddenly talks about Lyon. I think it's a woman. She talks about moving back there, I think, but I can't remember her exact words. I say to myself in the dream: "it's a sign..."

Dream #2: Transformation into a robot

Dream: There was Frank riding a white horse and he was galloping over cracked bridges. At one point, we stopped and I took the horse that was crushing the grass back home. O Then I dreamed that we were being turned into a robot. There was Dad with dark red eyes dragging me into a room to turn me into a robot, he was the commander. Frank was half robot and half soul and I had a tiny robot part and the other was a giant soul that controlled the other part of the body. Then there were giant tsunamis every minute, and I was clinging to a ledge and I had my head under water for a very long time.

At one point there was a temporal black hole and there were people who were swept away and I found a solution to bring back the people and destroy the black hole: it was to reverse the session. That is to say, with a monument that *I built quickly and controlling my 4 elements, as if I had reversed the black hole. As if a tornado was upside down and I sacrificed the energy of my soul and I still had a little left and I could continue to live for years. (my dream was like a reality and like there was a dream within the dream when I was in the water world).

Dream #3: I won't have time!

Dream: I was outside where people were saying there was flooding. Outside, I climbed to a mezzanine by a ladder and at the top were two young bears coming out of hibernation. They were still sleepy and not completely out of it. There was still some snow melting. The girl who accompanied me walked very easily through them without being afraid.

I was very afraid and I went down. When I got downstairs, I washed something like a large panel with a rag, I washed both sides. Next to me there were 3 windows in the shape of a voting booth. A young man went there and started to sing to the n'aurai Felips. Prcthansen Ge aTtEne Fiueain) in Chantat: Paieme en courant, plus vite que le vent, plus vite que le temps, même en volant, je n'aurai pas le temps, pas le temps" and downstairs there was a crowd that responded by singing the refrain as well. These people were not supposed to hear it, but they did.

I go down again, there was a man standing at a table selling bouquets of red roses. I said: I would like a man to offer me some. The salesman shook my hand, but it was very, very hot, like a fire that does not burn. I said: "Oh, you have a warm hand! He replies: "Yes, I have a hot hand". (while remaining very calm, zen and serene) Suddenly I am in a car, it is my mother who drives and I am sitting next to her. She enters a driveway and I say to her: "Break, Break!

Dream #4: The leg was stolen!

Dream: Here is a dream my 8 year old son recently received My son is in a design museum with statues, sculptures and objects. A man dressed in white is guiding him through the museum with his group. Suddenly, the guide yells: the leg has been stolen! Indeed, a steel figure lost a leg, the left one. He fell on the ground. A man further on, dressed like the guide, runs carrying the statue's leg in his arms or on his shoulder. He is bald above the head, but he has hair on both sides of his head (a bit like the clowns). When my son woke up, he said to me: it was a funny dream at first, but then it was a nightmare because I was very afraid when the man shouted: the leg has been stolen!