Moving (French version)

Dream #1: Moving

Dream: Buying a house, moving, it's a school and there are still students, an extension with a fast food restaurant. I have to get all these people moved. Outside, propane tanks, I'm scared. A mini dinosaur, in transparent, lands in my hand. You can see its clean intestines, it's beautiful! A woman tries to grab it, I help her to save herself.

Dream #2: The robe

Share: Following the Workshop Day on Sunday, November 28 in Toulouse, I would have liked to know if it was normal that during the meditation part tears arose and what link there could be with my life, it seems to me that it is when Christiane pronounced the word "buried". "Buried". Is there an explanation for this? I am currently working with Angel 14 Mebahel, at the beginning of the week I had just a small image of a reindeer with a sentence that I read and heard: I must take back the reins (probably those of my destiny???) But last night I had a rather long dream that I have a little difficulty understanding and I would like to share it with you

Dream: Apparently one came to seek me in catastrophe in the night or on the morning so that I attend a serious or dangerous event (I do not see the people, I am in robe). I find myself at the top of what seems to be a building on the last floor, and there I see an acquaintance (in profile) on another balcony on my right (in reality she is a lifeguard who taught me to swim, she is well-built and light brown/blonde, and in her right mind), she holds a rifle that she adjusts and I hear behind me that she must shoot 3 pigeons.

In my dream, I say to myself: "But no, she is not going to kill the pigeons, it is not possible, why is she doing that, she is going to pretend, not her, she is not going to kill them". I hear 3 gunshots, I see some feathers flying, but I know in my heart that she didn't touch them and I say to myself: " She has to do this so that people will call the police "I don't really understand what's going on. I find myself then dragged by the people who came to look for me towards a bus, I am not very hot, it is a little * windy and I am always in robe (pink).

I hurriedly boarded the bus parked in a Belgian parking lot, which seemed to be a fan bus. This bus doesn't have many seats, but I am made to sit near the window so that I can see what is going to happen. And then I say to myself: "What am I doing here in my robe". I'm revolting inside to be there, dressed like that, but I also say to myself: "There was too much urgency, I didn't have time to get dressed when they came to pick me up "

Suddenly, on the road and to my left comes a big white truck (kind of isotherm) with an inscription in bluish grey, I remember the word Belgian (it was maybe "Belge transports). At the front there is a couple, it is a woman who seems to drive and on the passenger side, there is a rather young man. He lowers the window and gets ready to be handed something. On the right side comes my acquaintance (lifeguard), and on the left side a man who seems to be a sports trainer and who wears brown shoes and his feet seem disproportionately large, I say to myself in my dream: " He must wear size 57 ". He came there to check what's going on. The lifeguard seems to hide her face under a big white and blue umbrella (like those of the supporters). She seems to be suspicious and holds a package that she quickly gives to the man in the truck, and I say to myself: " But she didn't get involved in drug trafficking, it's not possible, what is she doing there, what mess has she gotten herself into? " ...

Suddenly I see her almost wavering and the sports coach seems to be in a very bad way too, it seems that it is their heart that is hurting. The truck starts up quite quickly and I think to myself: "In the truck they were "spell casters"". I rush outside, towards her first and give her 5 flat stones very iridescent "eye of tiger", I put 2 of them in her pockets, I make her put 2 under the armpits for the heart and one on the forehead so that she is protected and I say to her " Hold on, your thoughts must be strong, they can't do anything to you as long as your thoughts are strong, the spell will be returned to them, don't give in to fear"and I repeat" Your thoughts must be strong"I rush to him and give him 5 identical stones. Now I understand why I was called in (they must have known that I could help him), but I don't know why and how I had the stones on me and I wake up thinking: " But what was I doing there in my robe? "

Dream #3: Course with Kaya

Dream: I am at a meditation class. It is Kaya who gives the class. We are outside. Kaya is facing a stone staircase. On her left there is a wall about 4-5 meters high, also made of stones (wall and staircase as you can see in the vineyards). The participants are on top of this wall. Kaya does not see them during the whole meditation. The course consists of meditation, then Kaya says a word and names a participant. The participant must say what he or she has visualized. At one point he says the word "phobia". Two men respond. Kaya says: " NO. I said I was pointing to someone. "Then he says my name. I find myself next to him on his right. I tell him that I saw: " an open white umbrella rising into the blue sky ". Then I go up the stairs and while I'm climbing them Kaya remarks to one of the participants (I don't know if it's a man or a woman) that when you do this kind of work, you have to have the right position: sitting or standing. Then I find myself at the top of the stairs. And there Kaya says: " Some phobias are easier to manage than others. "

Share: In concrete terms, at that time, I had to do a very intense avall every time I was next to my spouse when he was driving. I had and I still have, even if it's better, anxieties, a stress that once went as far as being tetanized. Now it is better but there are still memories to be cleaned.

Dream #4: My execution

Share: Kaya, I would like to share with you a dream I had when I was between 8 and 10 years old. I think that it is for me a founding dream of all my journey until today (I am 41 years old). In a few words, you have to know that I had a sexual practice essentially homosexual, lived most of the time on the mode of sexual addiction (phase of excitation, passage to the act, then deep destructuration and anaesthesia of the emotions/feelings; In 2010 - the passage of my 40th birthday has something to do with it - I had a long period of abstinence with a relapse at the beginning of December, then again abstinence until today; I read a book on addiction which helped me to identify that it is indeed an addiction. Some books on Kabbalah also help me a lot, and then of course Angelology which has been helping me for more than 6 or 7 years; every night before going to sleep, I internalize the qualities of the Angel of the day, I also go through each time the distortions and try to enlighten them with the light of the Angel, to reach out to them to help them transform. My path will lead me, I hope, to the reconstruction of my identity (I don't believe I am intrinsically homosexual), I am in the process - I think - of leaving this homosexuality, in fact, to change planet. My life path is difficult and marked by a deep malaise and a very strong suffering linked to the FEAR generated by a shaky identity. This is my dream.

Dream: My elementary school - I was my real age (8-10 years old) - execution to death of myself on the driveway (main access) leading to the main school building - many students watching the execution and laughing - sadness.

(CONTINUED) Two caskets on the playground - empty playground, quiet - beautiful sunny afternoon and blue sky - feeling of calm and peace after tumult of execution - one casket for me, the other casket, my friend Jim is in - his head has been cut off - the tray on which his head would have been placed is in the casket - I weep for my friend as I look at his casket - I survived - resurrection after sacrifice - I feel I have an identity in this post-sacrifice survival. I cry for my friend - then I hear a noise in his coffin - he lives - his head is reattached to his body - he comes out of the coffin - I embrace my friend and we walk together across the courtyard (we start to walk around) each with one arm on the other's shoulder - accomplices - we are naked - great feeling of calm and peace - purity.

Share: Perhaps important details: - Protestant elementary school, which I loved very much, where the Bible stories (especially the Old Testament) were taught at the beginning of each morning - I have memories of sublime teachers, full of such beautiful and deep humanity; unfortunately I only stayed there until I was 8 years old. - Jim had great physical strength for his age, he was already very muscular, me being quite skinny - very sweet boy and made his point about his taste in women (as it happened to me at the time when we were sometimes together) - the playground is walled on 2 sides, bordered by the main school building and a kindergarten at the end. Many thanks Kaya for your insights!!!