Gypsy Woman dream October 7, 2007
This morning I had a dream that Patrick and I were in a place which did not seem familiar. I believe that we were in someone’s home, although it reminded me of a resort in a warm country. It was quite lovely, a very open, large space. There was much about the dream I could not remember because I didn’t take the time to write it until a few days after.
What I do remember most was the woman who approached me. I describe her as a gypsy, but I believe Bohemian would be a more suitable description. I did not think of this at the time.
As I wrote this a few days later I recalled the woman I dreamt about a few years ago, describing her as a gypsy woman as well. I’m certain she was the woman who took me as a baby to the couple in South America where I lived for almost two years. I believe this to be true because as I write the details of this dream, I am filled with similar feelings of peace, love and joy connected to the previous dream with her. There is just a strong sense of familiarity with this woman although I do not know how she is connected to me, or the couple she brought me to.
She came to me in this dream and wanted to take me to her place, which she said was not very far away. I could see it in my mind, this place she wanted to go. It was a small cabin near the woods kind of like you would read about in a fairy tale, the kind where the wicked witch would live. So at first I felt concerned I believe because Patrick did not want me to go with her.
Understanding our concerns and realizing she had put us in an uncomfortable position, she instead just walked closer to me. Before either of us could react, she hugged me, a gentle but firm hug. Of course I understood right away why she held me because through her touch I was being healed, all the pain and sorrow coming to the surface overwhelmed me. Had she not supported me I believe I would have collapsed. She had meant for the healing to happen at the cabin where it would have been more complete, but as it was, a great deal of the pain and sorrow had been released.
Waking up I could feel the intensity of what had happened and for the days that followed I did feel this healing was real. Because I could not remember all the details of the dream I am unsure of why I had been uncomfortable about going to the cabin.
Thinking about it now, I am reminded of the cabin I saw in my dream of April 14, 2000.* This was a place where I felt my birth parents met when they could, so there was a great deal of emotion connected to it. I am also thinking it is not so much that anything bad happened there, but the fact it was connected with my parents. It has been the loss of them which has caused me so much grief and pain.
This woman did what she could not only to let me know how much I was loved, but also to take the hurt from me so I could move forward.
*see Fragments Return, Chapter II, page 85
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