A Yoga Community (English version)

Dream #1 : A Yoga Community

Dream: I was having a meal with many people, my yoga friends were there. We had fruit for dessert. I had bananas. Then I saw yogurt and other types of desserts on the table. I thought, "Where did these desserts come from when everyone is having the same meal? "
Then Samatha (she is a Swiss friend I met in India. On the negative side, she represents a part that has the lack of love, seeks attention, always wants to show his knowledge and give advice to people, superiority complex, unfaithfulness in relationships) told me that she went to a man who kept another dessert, she had to buy CDs and books on spirituality and yoga to receive it. It seems that the dessert he keeps is free, but people have to buy CDs and books to receive it.

I thought "This is so strange, why is he making money this way! Something happened in the building. Mummies in coffins, which had been placed on the highest floor, woke up. Everyone ran out of the building. I managed to escape, but some friends were caught by these mummies when they had already gone down to the first floor. I stood outside the building and watched them. "They were caught because of their laziness," the mummies said. Some of my friends who had managed to escape came back to save these people.

Me and some other friends ran to get our bikes to drive away. My cousin Michelle (she's a nun in the church now, so bound by rigid spiritual rules) came to the place with her bike and waited for me to run out. When I joined her, she gave me her bike, then went inside to save others. The bike turned into a car. I got into the car and tried to turn it on. When the car is ready, other people run away. But to other bikes, not into my car. When all my important friends were safely out, we left. My car turned back into a bike while I was driving.

Dream #2 : The emissivity of the past

Dream: I was a girl sitting, in a dark room in the middle of a dark place, I was kidnapped by two men, raped and killed, I seemed to be thrown in the river. Change of scene, I saw another girl b who was also me. We love the same man. We were sitting on a table talking together in an old time inn on the first floor. B was the one who had hurt a and could kill her. Change of scene, a is a prostitute, she is standing in front of the white door. B was shocked to see A, she was dead, why was she alive, but ok, B knew A was a prostitute she despised. And the love story continues when this man does not seem to have any intention of stopping.