I have vivid dreams quite often. But this one surprised me for one particular bit. The start that I remember is I was in Peru with my two kids, and there were Peruvian friends with me. One family, their daughter was in kindergarten and part of primary school with my daughter. That is how I know them. And the other woman is a friend. The two women lived in the same village in Peru and both married Belgian men. I live in Belgium. I have been invited to go to Peru with one of them for her daughter's wedding in April. But I couldn't go, and now it seems postponed anyway.
Anyway, I started my dream with being with them in Peru. It seemed like they had a large holiday apartment in Lima (they are not rich people, so they do not have this in real live, and they are actually from a country village). There were lots of people around. We were had done stuff together. I can't remember what. I remember walking around, and there was this hallway with a very high ceiling and there was a higher level that looked upon this entrance hall. I think it all seemed in marble. Quite white with some touche of grey. So carrera marble I guess Even the railing was in marble. And I looked over it for one reason or another and then I fell. But this is what surprised me: I didn't crash onto the floor, nor did I wake up at this point. During my fall I seemed to touch the wall. And something seemed to stick out (it was smooth, like a marble bulge) and I touched it, and it slowed me down. And I kept on falling. But I landed all right. Next thing I remember is, I was still there with my friends. Thinking that being there only such a short time, in such a wonderful country, that we should visit the Mayan historical sites (which are not even in Peru!!! it's Macchu Piccu I would want to visit) and as we left for this trip I woke up.
One friend is into the occult. She reads tarot cards. I think she can feel ghosts. And she probably knows about dreams too. But she is in Peru at the moment, visiting her aging mother. Since we moved away from the city, we don't see these friends very often anymore.
For the rest, as said, it is the fall that intrigued me most. Because it was not a scary fall. I am unemployed at the moment, since 2,5 years. Probably starting a new job in a week (contract still has to be signed). I had started studies, a bachelor in hotelmanagement last September, but I stopped. It was too much work combined with my kids (single mom) and house renovations. And studying with 20 year olds wasn't really appealing, I have nothing in common with them. For the rest, I have dreams of course. Wanting to do something with design, so i'm setting up an artistic workshop in my house. But the renovations are a bit stalled because of the cost. I have a feeling of being lost, not knowing what to do, how to decide what is best for my future. This job will give me a financial break. I don't know if the dream has anything to do with it, but just want to give the circumstances in my life right now. Any ideas welcome!