Dream

Yesterday went a lot smoother than I suspected. Today I am feeling wonderful. While discussing my precognitive dreams at my last session, I was given an exercise to perform before sleep. Very simple. I tried it last night and the following is what I can remember of my dream. I was in a library of sorts. I remember at one point there was a shuffling of people, seemed almost very mechanical. Back and forth people would move around me but I was standing still, in the middle of it all. In my arms was my purple meditation cushion which I was holdly onto quite tightly. Sitting on a chair was a woman, she appeared to be doing work with books (writing) but she was not a librarian. She was in her mid-30's, long dark curly hair; white, creamy skin and a radiant glow around her. She was wearing a bright green sweater, the colour was very vibrant in my dream. As I brought my attention to her it seemed as though the mechanical shuffle around me dissolved and the people disappeared. What was once a dullish grey surrounding now became one of brilliant colours and light. I wanted to ask her questions. I remember feeling shy at first and holding back, but then I would walk right up to her and just blurt out the question. Again, another question would arise and I'd hold back for a moment or two and then I'd approach and ask her. There were significant events that took place that led me to this library of sorts, however, I cannot recall that portion of the dream. What I do remember was spent in this library asking this woman questions while holding onto my meditation cushion. Though I don't remember the questions at all, I do remember that they were greatly in relation to my spiritual path. These were my questions of life! The lady was always warm and smiling and gentle in her responses. She would stop what she was doing, meet my gaze with her eyes, answer my question and then resume what she was doing. I vaguely remember a male entity in the room. I remember that it made me feel uneasy sometimes. He wasn't in colour like myself and the woman in the library. He was amost like a shadow. Grey and dull and cold. I knew who it was but can't recall at this time. Upon awaking, I felt an enormous sense of relief as well as excitement. Wanting to remember significant details of the dream I layed in bed and tried to replay the images. I was [mostly] not successful with this, however, on reflecting, I realized that the woman in my dreams was actually me, though I was not aware of this in my dream.