Sat down, but didn't feel like doing exercises, felt I would just want to meditate for change. A sudden emptiness appeared, there was nothing going on in my mind.
I recognized the place, I had been there once in my dreams before. It's a closed area (doesn't exist when looked at from the outside), nobody gets in and nobody gets out unless there's a strong need for it.
I think the first time I saw this dream, I met someone who lived there. They took me there, but I wanted to leave the place right away because I felt too impure and out of control. The whole area is full of peace and serenity, the beings are always calm and very intelligent.
The architecture looked similar to what I think can be seen in London, but everything was made of red bricks (all the walls, street floor and so on). The first time, I was there during autumn and there were yellow leaves falling from clear sky or something (the whole area was hidden below the branches of a leaf tree, somewhere on the verge of a mountain).
This time I recognized the feeling of that place. I could barely see anything (all hazy and out of focus), but somehow I was inside. I was a lot more pure than the last time I visited this place, but still I didn't feel comfortable. Focused on the feeling that was on the streets there. There were a few repercussions, something in me didn't stand such purity and left, which was followed by peace.
I think there was a small shop, a train station, a church and the homes of the people living there. The area was incredibly small, but somehow everything fit in there.
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