This dream has been viewed 787 times.I am at a party of a very wealthy Hollywood type. There are many stars past and present in attendance. I spend a great deal of time getting to know the butler. He is very rigid and I am trying to get him to lighten up. In my inquiries into his past and present I find myself starting to feel as if he is more of a slave than an employee. (What's the difference right?...lol)
A woman I know from some other DREAMTIME reality shows up. She is just a sight. She seems a bit upset at the host of the party and wants to go home. The problem is she lives very far away and is too drunk to try and drive. She asks me if my friend who owns a motel up the road woud put her up for the night. I go to use the phone to call and see if I can arrange it.
I find myself in a room filled with people I know from my past. For some reason I have no shirt on and I become slightly embarassed. On the inside, outside I am as cool as a cucumber. (Must have been the lack of a shirt...hehe)
As I leave the room to get my shirt I notice all these cigarettes all over the floor. My friend had tried to leave the party and something dramatic had happened in the parking area. She whisked back in and cigarettes where askew from her pack and others. She asked me if I would give her a ride on my motorcycle away from this place. I kiss her gently on the neck and assured her I would I begun to pick up all the cigarettes on the floor. I was doing this as I could tell the butler was quite upset about the mess as well as the host.
I get into an argument with the host about his cleanliness fetish at a party and how it makes his guests uncomfortable. The discussion explodes into a dramatic event where the woman tells him off. He gets upset and starts blaming me for ruining his party.
Somehow the conversation gets around to his butler. I infer that he means his slave. He goes on and on about the many years he was raised to do this job. The finest schools he sent him to. The many ways he was groomed to be his manservant. Etc. Thirty years is mentioned in this process his butler went through. I stood firm in my opinion that he was nothing but his slave.
He confronts his butler and asks him if he loves him. He says no and starts getting his things in order to leave.
It seems to be quite awhile in the future now. I am in the house where the party was. I am with the woman friend who needed the lift. It seems we have become much closer now. I am sitting on a couch and a huge orange tiger jumps up on the couch and starts nuzzling my face. I was quite frightened and taken unaware at first. The tiger is kind of playing rough with me but gentle enough that I don't seem to be taking on any scratches or anything.
I get up to leave and the tiger jumps up to give me a rough but friendly goodbye hug...hehe...From the energy of the visit I am fairly sure that bygones have become bygones and the host from the party has forgiven me for making a shambles of his party and life...
Additional Comments:After much pleasureable posting around AS I decided to have a nice med. I thought perhaps I would try a conscious projection once I returned. WEll, I must have been a skosh too tired for I found myseth directly in Dreamtime...