Valentine's Day (French version)

Dream #1: Valentine's Day

Share: Giving flowers on February 14th is a tradition dating back to the 16th century. During a party organized for Valentine's Day by one of the daughters of Henry IV, each Valentine received a bouquet of flowers from her date. A Persian custom wanted a bouquet of flowers to express feelings (friendship, love...). In 1718, Lady Mary Wortley Montague, wife of the English ambassador in Constantinople, introduced the language of flowers to Europe. For her, everything can be said with flowers: civilities, friendship, love passion, reproaches, break-up.

Dream #2 : A good gift idea for Valentine's Day

Share: As she wakes up, a woman says to her husband, "Honey, I just had an incredible dream. I dreamed that you gave me a pearl necklace for Valentine's Day. What do you think it means?" "You'll find out tonight... ." the husband replies with a small smile. That evening, the man comes home from work with a small gift package. His wife, delighted, begins to unwrap it, and inside, she discovers... A book entitled "Dream Interpretation.

Dream #3: A coffin with a Valentine's Day picture

Share: In concrete terms, I can't decode an image. This is a really weird sign that came from Gerard, whose wife left. I supported him and we got closer and he fell madly in love with me. I love him very much, but I hesitate... I don't know why. On Saturday, while thinking about him, I open my computer and what do I see? A coffin with a sentence that says "It kills more than AIDS". It was an article on my yahoo page. Scary! At that moment, a picture of Valentine's Day was pasted on the coffin (I don't know how, it's a mystery), a man with angels' wings who said with his finger: "Come" (in the coffin)... "It kills more than AIDS".

During the day, I learned that Patrice, a man I had loved deeply, but from whom I had distanced myself because he was not free and who told me that I was the woman of his life, had left his wife without telling me and had rebuilt his life elsewhere. I was stoned. Although the image of the coffin was with Gerard in mind, I thought I was being told the sad news with Patrice. But, yesterday, Gerard invited me to the restaurant. Good omen, we find ourselves, without knowing it, at a Chinese New Year's Eve. He drops me off at home, we stay together until Valentine's Day since he leaves at 2am. I end up "cracking" When he leaves, I am pushed to turn on my computer and... I fall again on the image of the coffin !!!!! I don't know what to do, what do they want to tell me? I realize that I love him but that he is more in love with me than I am with him.

Dream #4: An angelic brewery

Dream: I bought an old Quebec brewery, huge, it's already functional and I'm having a great opening day, there are a lot of people and my angelic female friends are all there to help me. We only serve sparkling and still water and fresh fruit juices.

I sympathize a lot with a man who came with a friend, we immediately have a nice understanding and a similar vision of things, we are happy about it, I circulate spiritual books and people are well interested, as well as this man.

I take the white ladder to go down to the basement, it is huge and clean with the laundry room to iron the clothes and multitudes of rooms, I arrive towards the door of the garage, I go up and unfortunately the man had to leave without greeting me, because his friend was in a hurry. He borrowed a book on spirituality and said he would come back to see me.

Still in the same place, I also opened a healthy living food restaurant. There is a mother with her son who is having a tantrum to eat. I come towards the child and by making a beautiful story with his cutlery and by laughing, I make him eat, he also starts to laugh. He had made a black montage with labels stuck on it where he had put his contempt for his parents.

I take away the bad words and explain to him that his parents love him and do what they can. The child's parents are very rich and with their behavior they have made their son despotic. I explain this to the mother who gets angry. In her bag there are Lancaster beauty products. I tell her: "Is this really necessary? But she finds it hard to accept. I tell her about my life, that I too had money before and suddenly nothing, and that it teaches you to live.

I cross a corridor and I arrive in the laboratory that I created and where a scientist that I hired gives courses to explain the creation, the life. The man of the beginning of the dream is there, he learns, he is impassioned and looks at me arriving with much tenderness. Behind him there was a little damage and I picked it up without any problem. We know with this man to be in harmony and that we will do beautiful things together.

Dream #5: You Are Everything (Poem)

Poem: Like a phoenix, you give off an aura of happiness, Wherever you are, whatever you do, you are present in me, When you spread your wings and light me up with your colors, I feel a joy like no other when I see you. Like a sun, you burn all around you, Nothing resists you, the ice becomes vapor, Your sparkling eyes leave me speechless, I let myself be gently invaded by your heat. Like a music, you are the beats of my heart, I let myself be rocked by your arms, so soft, so strong at the same time, Your notes go up in strength and fall down in softness, Your rhythm becomes mine, you take possession of me. Like a man, your power overturns all laws, Your subtle and irresistible charm does not frighten me, One wonders how nature could create once, The very perfection and thus my most beautiful favor.

Dream #6: Architects

Share: Right now I am in a new relationship. I'm looking for an indication of this relationship.

Dream: I am with an architect who does his job. He is calculating for his houses, his clients and I am talking to him. I tell him: "But I am talking and I have to distract you". He answers: "No, I can work and at the same time I can listen to you". Then I see another architect who makes music and I find that very happy, very nice. At that moment, I realize that we are invited in an architecture workshop and it is an open door, a presentation of their workshop. There are 4 architects and together they have a great energy. It is a great force that attracts. I like that too.

Then I see one of the architects walking past me. He is dressed in a red cap, a purple coat and pants with something special. I think to myself that you can tell that they are artists. Again I am happy and it comforts me that they are artists, as if there had been any doubt. Then my brother (whom I adore) comes and says to me: "Come outside".

I find myself in a place from my childhood called "Les Marais", it's on my left. On the right there is my school. Normally these marshes are very dense but in the dream I am surprised, through the sparse trees, the grass appears green, clear, bright. This beauty surprises me. I want to go back to the architects, but I tell myself that the way will be long because I must go around the farm of my childhood. But suddenly a path opens up, a path of green grass that goes up to the architects' workshop. And yet there was a river to cross. The path is wide, natural.