This dream is recently becoming a new recurring dream. Last night it was very exciting. A new player appeared. A lady ghost. Just saw her shadow, but I know she was wearing an old time long dress. I wasnt afraid, was happy to see her. I knew of her because I had just moved into her house with everything still in it, not touched since she died. There was room after room to explore and play in, filled with wonderful antiques. If you know me, thats what gets my blood a flowin. I had been waiting for her family to come and get her things, but realized no one was going to come. All this beautiful stuff was mine by default. I began picking out items and putting together vignettes of my favorite pieces. I was thinking this was just too good to be true. But it was true!
I would love to try to portray this feeling in a painting, as I so often do with my dreams. But then that old bug a boo parent in my head says, "You should finish all the other paintings that you started. You have more unfinished things than finished". This comes through as a most unpleasant whiney sound in my head. I hate that voice. I rarely listen to it though. That doesnt mean I dont feel guilt. I do, and then some. The guilt is whats paralysing.
Anyway, I know what it means. Im really good at dream interpretation, so I wont even get into that. I just didnt want to wake up, but my puppy wanted something or another. Lets hope I can go there again tonight!
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