posted July 23, 2015 05:37 PM            

What did X dream about last night?
After the feedback is given, the exchange participants can optionally agree to another question: what was my last dream trying to tell me? (or something like that)

You choose the amount of cards.

For a moment I considered readings before the deed but then I realized it could work as an autosuggestion so it's better to stick to the past, besides sometimes dreams get lost.

Who's in?

posted July 27, 2015 04:30 PM            

I think it was a motivational dream. It told you that you have what it takes to manifest your desire and that you should go for it. It's something that would bring you joy. The Wheel will turn and you'll be reborn into a happier life if you stay on course. This is gonna be a cliche but I think it could be related to Mr. Sag.

If my interpretation is a miss, do the cards make sense to you at least?

posted July 27, 2015 04:50 PM            

In fact you told me something, someone else said almost literally in her interpretation of a question related to that dream as well

"It told you that you have what it takes to manifest your desire"

Also there were keywords in here, that certainly relate to my dream
"manifest"
"go for it."
"reborn"

posted July 27, 2015 05:00 PM            

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Do you want me to tell you what the dream was about?

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posted July 27, 2015 05:25 PM            

The unborn baby was a girl with the name of Teresa (my maternal grandmother`s name was actually Terese, but somehow my daughter was supposed to be Teresa. lol I never met my grandmother, whom I am said to resemble so much, cause she died a few years before my birth).

While at first I was anything but happy about being pregnant and it felt more awkward than anything else, and I felt disconnected somehow, I suddenly started getting really really worried, cause she seemed to still and quiet. Like I couldn´t even feel if she was really there, shouldn´t she be kicking at least?

My aunt was doing some examination and admitted that her heartbeat was very soft, but at the same time very regular as well. Weak and strong at the same time, and I sort of got very concerned all at once. The thought to lose that baby terrified me more than anything in my life all at once (even though I never wanted her, or expected her or planned for her in the first place).

I also realized that it was time to leave my home and go and see the baby`s father (she apparently was the result of an one-night-stand, though I think her father wasn`t aware at that time it would be an one-night-stand. It was me who had rejected him so completely and effectively so he kept his distance).
Anyway while I did not think that my previous behaviour was forgiveable, I also felt that I needed to tell him everything cause he deserved to know, he was the cause of the new life growing in my womb, and promise him I would take good care of her.

On my way out of the family home, I wanted to take some bags with me outside, but placed them down again, saying that the baggage wwas to heavy for me to carry and I would not do anything to endanger the baby`s safety. She comes first. Period.

and then I apparently went to see her father.

and that was all I remember.

posted July 27, 2015 05:34 PM            

Done. Thanks for sharing. It wasn't too long. Maybe that night will be big for real. Just try to stay in your pants

posted July 27, 2015 05:57 PM            

"The meaning is uncertain, but it could be derived from Greek θερος (theros) "summer", from Greek θεριζω (therizo) "to harvest", or from the name of the Greek island of Therasia (the western island of Santorini)."

Since when names comes up in dreams, their importance is primary.

I have to immediately notice the connotation related to Ferragosto

But also, one of the most incredible art masterpieces came to mind:

from her journal (what Bernini depicted)

In another vision, a seraph[11] drove the fiery point of a golden lance repeatedly through her heart, causing an ineffable spiritual-bodily pain.
“ I saw in his hand a long spear of gold, and at the point there seemed to be a little fire. He appeared to me to be thrusting it at times into my heart, and to pierce my very entrails; when he drew it out, he seemed to draw them out also, and to leave me all on fire with a great love of God. The pain was so great, that it made me moan; and yet so surpassing was the sweetness of this excessive pain, that I could not wish to be rid of it...

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I seem to have loved you in numberless forms...

AstroMandala

posted July 27, 2015 06:10 PM            

Knight of Wands is without a doubt Bernini... he was born on 7 December 1598... so he is a man on a horse and just by looking at his portrait, you can see this Knight

3 of pentacles is the little church made famous by this amazing sculpture

the sculpture itself is a canopy (4 of wands - it literally has 4 columns, BTW) and it depicts a floating/balance effect (2 of pentacles)

the spread literally depicts Theresa de Avila (HP) and the angel (Judgment) and the ecstasy (Judgment) connecting her with God (Emperor)

plus, the work itself was commissioned by Cardinal Cornaro (check the pic
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Federico_Baldissera_Bartolomeo_Cornaro

posted July 27, 2015 06:13 PM            

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Originally posted by LeeLoo2014:
To be honest, I am in shock and awe here...

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me, too. WOW.

posted July 27, 2015 06:18 PM            

^ wow

posted July 28, 2015 10:10 AM            

It was probably placed in Germany during war or right after it. I was leaving my school and outside the teacher gave us sheets of papers with "our missions". We were divided into groups and had something to do but I didn't know what. Then I walked along a twisting path in a green area and I was slowly approaching a big, grey, destroyed building. The clothes I was wearing looked 40s-ish. I saw another student, he walked further on the path and didn't see me. He resembled a younger version of a local music producer and composer. His name means "fighting for peace" and his last name probably comes from the word "oak". I wanted to join him very much so I made sure I looked really good (I ordered in mind that I'm in prefect shape), then I made a shortcut and my wish came true. Then I was shown something that was happening in the woods nearby I was supposed to cross. It was a graveyard somewhere in there among the trees, a very old, probably forgotten, there was high grass everywhere. The surroundings were juicy green. The form of the tombs made me think "celtic" after I woke up. The things is, there were some kind of creatures there, trolls/orcs. They looked like dark, walking on 2 legs, angry pigs. Didn't notice any clothes, maybe they blended with their skin tone. Not sure if there were coming out of the tombs or just crossing the place. Next I appeared in some room with the door leading outside, they were open. It was dark already. We were in the middle of a battle, it could be those monsters. I was basically flying around that room holding some guy's hand but he looked different from the first one. Then I saw Dean , he was wearing a suit. I was like, Dean! Dean! For some reason I wanted his attention. Then I heard a lively German song with young, male vocals, it was like soundtrack. It seems to me the voice was similar to Mr. Sag's.

This dream started a little earlier but I don't know if you wanna know how.

posted July 28, 2015 10:11 AM            

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Originally posted by Meatballzzzzzz:
I had one the other night want to give it a go?

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You'd have to tell me when that dream occured exactly.