The wedding of a friend (French version)

Dream #1: A friend's wedding

Dreamer's Share: First of all, I would like to thank you for your books and your teaching. I discovered the "source code" through an article in a magazine, which allowed me to discover your website and your other books. I recently went to a conference given by Kasara, during which I learned a lot for myself, but also for my daughter.

I started my spiritual path only a few years ago (before, I was not very interested in all this), during a very difficult period in my family life. Since then, I have been attentive to "coincidences" and signs in my daily life, especially when I make a request to the universe. On the other hand, before discovering traditional Angelology, I didn't really pay attention to my dreams. As far as I remember, I always dreamed a lot every night (sometimes up to 5 dreams per night), and even during my naps, in fact as soon as I dozed off. Thanks to the source code, I now try to interpret them. Sometimes I succeed, but most of the time I can't find a satisfactory meaning for them.

Sometimes I also don't remember all the details, some parts remain blurred in my memory. The hardest part for me is the length of the dreams, and because I dream so much, I often feel like I'm "jumping from rooster to donkey" and there's no real thread to hold onto. Here is an example of one of my latest dreams. I would really appreciate it if you could help me interpret it.

The Dream: I don't remember exactly the beginning which is very blurred in my memory and that I don't note here. I am invited to the wedding of a friend (that I lost sight of for many years in reality).

First, I find myself with the priest who auditions a boy and a girl to sing in the choir. They sing very well, even too well; they do too much by modifying the songs, which does not please the priest too much.

Now I see that I will be late for the wedding. I go to the church where everything is ready, it is beautifully decorated. I want to take pictures, but I can't find my bag. There are two weddings that day. The first one starts, it is not the one of my friends. It starts to get crowded. I remember that I have to pick up my cousin at the station and that I am late. I try to reach my bag, but I can't. I leave without it. I leave without it. It's hard to get out, because of the crowd, but I finally do.

In the street, I hurry. It's too late to go to the station, and I hesitate on which way to go in order not to miss my cousin (there are 3 possible ways). Just then, I see her coming. Phew, I am relieved. We must hurry. There, we see a "bus-airplane" which approaches (in my dream, it is a kind of hybrid between a bus and a plane, which flies in the street). We decide to take it to go faster.

Inside, the ticket inspector starts to check people's tickets. I panic, I don't have any ticket or money with me. My cousin is afraid of not having enough money. But, by hearing the controller answering to the people in front of us, we realize that her train ticket is also valid and that we can buy a ticket for me here. We relax. We arrive at the good stop before the controller passes to us, and we get off without paying.

There, I am suddenly not with my cousin anymore, but with my old friend (in reality, a relationship that has ended many years ago). We first go to the people who host us during the wedding so that my friend can rest a little.

After a while. I'll wake him up, we're in the basement. There, in a room next door, there is a young man who arranges second-hand clothes on hangers by size. He is very sympathetic and very effective in his work.

We go up to the first floor and we meet another young man. We ask him if we can drink and eat something. He answers us that yes, no problems, that we have only to serve ourselves and he indicates us where is the kitchen.

Then I find myself alone in the garage of my house, trying to put whipped cream in my coffee to see if it tastes good like this (I never drink coffee, I don't like it). It's a new brand of creamer and it doesn't work at all impossible to make the package work to get whipped cream.