Waters and a Hidden love
I awoke in the dream standing atop a perfectly square concrete foundation, it bobbing slowly in the water with the concrete framing of a house atop it without a roof, standing there with only my feet submerged in ocean water, I held in one hand a small white and light tan colored guineapig, I recognized him as my pet who had long since passed from my childhood.
As I Looked around trying to figure out where I was, I noticed to my right was a sandy hill with grass growing out of it, and just behind I could see the roofs of beach houses, all around me was a vast blue ocean, the sound of rushing wind, tall grass and reeds filled the air all around me then something else.. a mans voice, deep and booming It spoke to me, of this I only remember bits and pieces, it told me of purpose, long winded explanations for questions I can only vaguely remember.
As I listened to this invisible voice I paced cautiously back and forth careful not to disrupt the gently back and forth rocking of this floating slab of concrete in the water, suddenly looking down I noticed the foundation melting away, the layers of concrete began to melt in the shallow water that trickled across it as it moved, I began to panic and looked for a way off of it, being sure that it would sink at any moment.
I swiftly turned and ran towards the hill jumping on it, gripping the sand with my free hand and digging my bare feet in as deep as I could as to not slip back and fall into the water, I realized I would fall if I still held onto the guineapig so i gently tossed him forward and he landed near the top climbing over the hill and disappearing with little frightened squeaks.
I filled with an unknown determination clawed my way up the sandy hill till i was able to throw myself over the edge, on top trying not to crush the little guineapig as he scurried away and disappeared in the tall grass.
as I lay there panting the dream suddenly changed….
I was in the blink of an eye standing inside of a beautiful beachhouse overlooking the grassy side of that hill that I had escaped over, in the house there were atlease five young men ranging from teenager to young adults all were talking amongst themselved yet seemed to glance at me every now and then, I stood Infront of a sink once again holding my pet guineapig in one hand; as I examined my surroundings I noticed a young man who was tall and handsome, with beautifully fluffy curly light copper brown hair, instantly locking eyes with him I knew who he was to me and our story.
visions flashed in my mind as I stood there still as a statue, us passing eachother in the navy blue trimmed in white hallway of this house, him locking his fingers with mine and pulling me close to him, his hand gently caressing my cheek as he kissed me then quickly walked away as another person walked our way, him and i standing in a seafoam green bedroom infront of a large white window overlooking a garden and the ocean, him standing so close that not even air could come between us and his eyes locked on mine looking deep within asif searching for something.
I snapped back into the current moment and quietly gasped leaning forward on the counter trying to catch my breath without being noticed by the others, though I think one or teo may have noticed, the large thick white front door swung open and a extremely beautiful young women walked in with long thick chocolate brown hair, golden and bright red streaked hair, and think framed silver glasses and green eyes walked in and over to the counter infront of me sitting in a bar stood next to the copper haired man who was now standing at the bar looking at me with concern in his eyes, the young women looked extremely confused her eyes darting between the man and I, in a daze my eyes met hers and I told her she was extremely beautiful, then hurriedly walked out of the kitchen as tears brimmed my eyes, as I made my way to the room the man came up from behind me reaching for my hand but I pulled my hand away, he then wrapped one of his arms around my wait and gently grabbed the back of my neck with his hand and kissed me asif I was the air he needed to breathe.
suddenly we appeared outside in a grassy field next to the house which now looked like a grand castle/mansion panted a light forest green color trimmed in white with white shutters, the dream suddenly changed, I then saw a beautiful older African women seated at an old-fashioned dressing table with an wearing white and blue clothes, her long thick, shining black hair cascading down her back as she brushed it with a old fashioned silver, fur bristled brush, she softly chuckled to herself gazing in the mirror a smirk played on her lips “girls must do what they will” she said her voice strong yet feminine and commanding all at once, as air rushed threw the open shutters into the room causing her hair to sway, the sound of the ocean and birds in the distance.
then the dream faded away…
Author N.P -Dream walking
Note: that none of these images are my own, only used as the closest visual descriptors of what I’ve seen In my “dreams” (collected from Pinterest)
