Yesterday while walking in the park, I had deja vu while I stood on this grassy bank, reliving a dream I had many years ago. It felt like the exact flow of water and the narrow streams, the paths, the channels, the fertile green and the wind. In the dream, I was swimming in the Thames in England, in the countryside and through groves of low-lying green trees. There was a lovely young woman with brown hair standing on a bank in front of a stone mansion or cottage, hidden in the forest. The woman smiled and waved me toward the house, as if this was my house because I was inheriting it. The only way to it was to swim....or float, follow the flow. The water is the road.
I have returned to this dream mansion many times since that first discovery, exploring rooms and corners, adding, furnishing, emptying and starting over as the events in my life unfold. Recently I discovered a hidden garden. A long-lost love. A childhood and adolescence. And a future unforeseen.
More and more, I feel that I am meeting my dreams in my real life, and therefore I must be embodying my dreaming self more than ever, FINALLY reconciling my inner life with the outside world harmoniously🌈. #dream #dejavu #dreaminglife #wakingdream #swim #flow #joy #home #love #symbolism #prospectpark #solstice #walkingmeditation #memory #lucidity #higherself