Suzie's kidnapping (French version)

Dream#1: Suzie's kidnapping

Share: In writing my letter of intent for the DSSI trainingI realized how important it was for me to work on wanting to "go fast. Later that same night, I received this dream...

Dream: I have to go in search of my daughter Suzie who has been kidnapped... It is night. In the Ganges river, in India, I have been swimming for a long time and I wonder if I would make it, because there is nothing around me but water as far as the eye can see. In the distance, I see a kind of boundary and, the more I advance, I notice that it is waste that forms a line... I say to myself: "oh, my emotions are emissive and very polluted". I cross the line with ease, standing on the waste to rest a little. It happens quickly and, in the distance, I see a city with architecture that I do not know... Near me, I see several men in long boats watching me swim. In the boat of the first one who passes near me, there is water inside his boat and his eyes are of such intensity... I think to myself that I recognize these eyes. They are those of the inhabitants of India. It is here that I realize that I am in the middle of the Ganges. I wonder about the symbolism since I am swimming and he has water in his boat.

From the moment I ask myself, there are on the river, many boats like the first one I met as well as merchants. One of them, is sitting on bundles of cloths of round shape floating on the water... I say to myself that this last one is more concrete, because it is on my right and that I have badly materialized and that it goes even more towards the right. I still swim and I end up arriving and walking instantly in the city. At this moment, it is daylight and I feel the heat of the sun. I am in a crowded square with people looking at me. I say to myself: "(name of the dreamer), it is normal, you are the only Canadian here". At this point in the dream, I feel a sacred energy. In English I heard, "Are you American? Then, looking to my right, it was a young white woman who was lightly dressed compared to the Indian population, who asked me this question. I was in front of a building whose door was open. Then I saw one of my colleagues from the IRSS come out, Candice (fictitious name).

Share: Positively, she has great metaphysical potential and has gotten much better in her dream analyses. I feel she is honest and transparent in her sharing. On the negative side, she represents my emissivity and my strong "drive", my preoccupation with trying too hard to perform.)

I greeted her politely and she said, "I am living the opposite of you. My husband left for India with our two children. At this point, I understand that I am dreaming because I see her children arriving as tall and white, which is not the case in real life. I analyze quickly, because I change scene and my reflection is that I have to work concretely on my ego... I am in the ashram and I go upstairs. The owner wants to show me my room and then, my attention goes to his legs, which are made of wood... I analyze symbolically... I find myself in a small and simple room, equipped with a simple bed with a sheet and modest benches to sit on. Two windows are open. The owner sits on the bed and I think he will be more receptive than when I went upstairs. Talking about my classmate's family, he tells me, "it was too small for the others". I tell him: "it's perfect for me sir, I accept it as it is"...

Suddenly there are four of us in the room and we discuss the price of the room. I understand that the man sitting on the bed is not the only person in charge of the ashram... I tell them that I have to stay until I find my daughter and that their price will be mine. The second person in charge is standing in front of me and asks me how long I think I will stay... I answer: "one day, one week, one month...", while I wanted to say one year... He cuts me off by saying that it doesn't matter how long it is, it's 100 $ and that's even for one day. The third man on my right tells the second man that it is not fair... At this moment, I tell myself that I must stay and accept to pay for my karmas generated... I talk to myself internally saying: "stay calm (name of the dreamer), you are paying for your karmas"... Then, aloud, I say: "I accept, as long as I can find Suzie! Then I realize that the room has changed; a section has been added on the right. It is air-conditioned, because I feel a fresh wind on my skin. On the wall, on my right, I see a telephone. There is also a television and a fitted kitchenette. Everything is white. I understand that I have the means to find my daughter and to be in contact with my husband Pierre and my son Nathan in Canada...

I leave the ashram and begin my investigation but first I look for a place to meditate. I feel that I need it... I leave the city and I go to the sound of the sacred voice of a woman who sings sacred songs, I climb a mountain and I notice that the stone has been engraved with mantras in the form of a drawing... Almost at the top, I have to cling to the branches of a tree and I tell myself that I will do my meditation at its foot (here, I think of my letter of intent written the day before and the link I make with the tree of my childhood and the one of the Kabbalah).

Arrived at the top, I observe an Indian family and a woman (in dress) who meditates while singing whose children play while dancing. I think at this moment that the lady sings wonderfully well. She is sitting down and our eyes meet, she points to the bottom of the rock on the left, from where I see my loved ones arriving, Pierre, Nathan and Suzie! I start to go down to join them but they are already going up. Everything happens quickly. I returned to my original position and welcomed them with joy. I kissed my husband and, in surprise, I asked him gently: "How much did the plane tickets cost you? He answers me with a beautiful energy: "1400 $". Smiling, I feel that his answer is sincere and not disturbed. I was happy and I knew that these were the fruits of the Angel Mebahel, one of whose qualities is commitment.

She is also Suzie's physical and intellectual incarnation Angel. In the distance, I watched my daughter with the Indian family and thanked her soul metaphysically. Accompanied by her big brother and the other Indian children, she danced to the rhythm of the mantra of the beautiful Indian lady... I took pictures of everyone on the mountain and then I went to touch the tree with my left hand and said: "thank you". I understood the fruits of my journey with Kabbalah... Then I went back and found myself instantly near the Indian family... When I would have had to walk a few steps to reach them... When I woke up, I was really touched!