The choir (French version)

Dream #1: The Choir

I am currently working with the angel Haziel 9. I would like to mention that working with the angel Haziel is helping me a lot right now to have confidence in myself in this beautiful journey with traditional Angelology. Lately I was a little discouraged that I was not able to analyze the songs that Kaya was offering on the web. Kaya was reading comments from people who interpreted the songs and I was feeling sad and probably jealous that I couldn't interpret the songs in that way.
I was attending a mass in a beautiful church called St. Ann's. I was listening to the singing and knew that my children (my son and daughter, young teens in my dream) were singing in the choir. I listened to the singing and I knew that my children (my son and daughter, young teenagers in my dream) were singing in the choir. After the mass, I was waiting for my children in front of the church doors which were wide open to welcome the tourists who would come to visit it. I thought the church was very beautiful with its colorful stained glass windows. When I looked inside, I could see that its structure was higher from the porch to the nave which descended quietly to the choir.
I thought I should take a picture of this church because it was so beautiful. I decided to pick up my kids and walked into a collateral hallway adjacent to the church.
My son was there and he had just finished a phone conversation. He was telling me that he had met a girl from St. Anne's and that she could be his girlfriend.
(in the morning. I sat down to analyze this dream and on the street passed a big truck that was cleaning the streets).

Dream #2: A feeling of déjà vu

Hi kaya, I have a question... In my dreams, I sometimes find myself in a mountain resort town. The same one. But that I do not know in concrete. But that I recognize from dream to dream: what does it mean please. Thank you with all my heart.

Dream #3: The Unlikely Lover

I had a dream where I was making love with a young man (the young man is someone I know but have not seen for a very long time). He was exposing his sex to me, which was very long, like a balloon with which you can make small animals. Inside his sex I could see his kidneys. It was limpid and fascinating... Then we were making love while going down a snowy slope as if in a bobsleigh. I thought to myself, "He's coming to me because I'm old, because no girl could have a vagina that could accommodate such a huge sex"... We were fine and the atmosphere was peaceful and joyful.