The collapsing house

Dream #1: The house that is falling apart

Share: Last night, before going to bed, I asked to understand why I was feeling all this intensity in my solar plexus, from my chest to my neck. Here is the dream I received.

Dream: I am in Bulgaria, I think there are two Bulgarians, including my cousin Marko and two French. We are helping Marko to move forward in his house. The foundations were made, but we see that everything was made without knowledge, with the means of the edge.

There is a team that puts the scrap metal in order to build the walls afterwards. I wanted to make a slab of about fifteen centimeters so that it is solid and the Bulgarians tell me that 8 cm will be enough, I find that light. The other team, made up of two Frenchmen, makes the formwork with wooden boards. I realize that at the level of the garage, it is necessary to raise the formworks, because the ground rises, there is a form of slope. I have to spend a lot of time to help my cousin, because he has a lot of difficulties. I see materials that go up the slope by themselves and I don't understand how this is possible, I can't find the trick, it's a bit like magic.

There is a large shovel located at the top right of the house that slips and causes an accident, it hits a central beam of the house under construction and it falls, which destroys like a house of cards the entire house.

There are ambulances, cars, helicopters on top of a building that looks like a hospital and everything falls from the sky in slow motion, it's so beautiful that I want to film the scene that is so surreal, but by the time I get my phone out, find the camera mode it's too late. I witnessed this scene that was so beautiful, yet everything was falling apart and destroyed, but I was relieved.

My wife told me that she was happy, because we would have more time together, because this work to help my cousin was taking too much of my time and I would be able to move on.