From
Journal Entry 12/17/2010
This dream
came right after the twin flame dream I had on December 17, 2010. The same day
I would see my tf for the last time. I didn’t know at the time that the first
dream would become such an important emotional marker. But what’s even more
interesting is the dream that followed it immediately after. Looking back now,
it feels like a continuation… not of him, but of me. Who I was becoming after
that quiet, unfinished connection.
In this
second dream, I’m looking at Gucci purses with a beautiful woman. She’s wearing
a long, elegant dress. She can afford them. There’s something composed and
confident about her. She’s a doctor, and she does facial therapy on women. She
recommends a product to me that looks like sand in a bag for my face. I admire
her. Then I’m looking at clothes on a table with other women. A bee is buzzing
around, and I think it’s cute. Then I’m bouncing a small ball in a box.
That’s the
entire dream. But emotionally, it feels like a shift.
After the
closeness, comfort, and unfinished feeling of the twin flame dream, this dream
feels more reflective. It’s less about connection and more about identity. I’m
not with him anymore in this dream. Instead, I’m around women. I’m observing.
I’m comparing. I’m looking.
The Gucci
purses stand out to me as symbols of value and worth. I’m not buying them. I’m
just looking. It feels like I’m recognizing something valuable, but not fully
stepping into it yet. Almost like I’m beginning to question my own worth, or
what I deserve, but I haven’t claimed it yet.
The elegant
woman is someone I admire. She’s confident, refined, and capable. She heals
women’s faces… which feels symbolic of helping others transform how they
present themselves to the world. She represents something composed and
self-assured. When she recommends the sand-like product for my face, it feels
like transformation. Sand is rough, but it smooths. It removes layers. It
refines. It feels like a symbolic moment of shedding something old and becoming
something new.
Then I’m
looking at clothes on a table with other women. Clothes feel like identity… how
we present ourselves, the roles we step into. I’m not choosing anything. I’m
just looking. It feels like I’m in between versions of myself, not fully
defined yet.
Then there’s
the bee. It’s buzzing around, and I think it’s cute. There’s no fear, no
anxiety, just calm observation. It feels like small, gentle energy. Something
alive, but not overwhelming. A quiet movement forward.
The last part
of the dream is me bouncing a small ball in a box. It feels contained.
Controlled. The motion is repetitive, but limited. Like I’m processing
something internally, but keeping it within boundaries. Not letting emotions
spill out. Just gently working through them.
When I look
at this dream as part two to the twin flame dream, it feels like a natural
progression. The first dream was closeness, comfort, and something unfinished.
This dream feels like what comes after… me turning inward. Reflecting.
Rebuilding.
It brings up
quiet questions: Who am I now? What do I become? How do I present myself? What
is my worth?
The dream
doesn’t feel sad. It doesn’t feel heavy. It feels thoughtful. Like I’m
observing possibilities. Admiring strength. Considering transformation.
Standing in between what was and what comes next.
If the first
dream was a quiet emotional goodbye, this second dream feels like the beginning
of becoming someone new… not dramatically, but gently. Looking. Learning.
Refining. And slowly redefining myself after a connection that remains
unfinished. And slowly. Intentionally. I am.
All my Light
and Love,
Madison