This dream has been viewed 3422 times.It is daytime and I find myself up at my Nan’s house in her back garden everything in the dreamscape seems hyper real and is infused with a beautiful shimmering glassy pearlescent quality just like mother of pearl, this effect often seems to occur when I’m very lucid and my senses and awareness are more heightened than usual.
I am at the end of the long washing line taking fresh clean clothes down from the line and then folding them up neatly and placing them into a laundry basket placed on the garden path.
I’m suddenly surprised by my Mum who pops up as if from nowhere she joins me standing nearby at my side, she looks a little younger, caring, loving and happy. As soon as she appears I feel a huge burden lifted from me, the feeling is one of incredible relief it is very tangible like a release of immense pressure from inside the head or like a lead replica of myself had been pulled out from inside me and carried away on the wind.
My Mum gives me a knowing smile she doesn’t speak but she sends me her thoughts, I sense that she is expressing the feeling that the burden I have been relieved of was something that I exaggerated out of all proportion and was silly to have been so worried about. I look down to the wash basket and see that the clothes I have been folding up are all items of female clothing.
Additional Comments:Another difficult night for dream recall, in another dream I felt as if I were revisiting another previous dream, from within the dream this actually felt totally convincing but on waking I realised that it was just a false dream memory. This dream had a lot of detail and story mostly concerning espionage and a group of people who wanted to help me. Unfortunately I didn’t have the energy to focus on pulling this one back, it sort of had a bit of the flavour of some of the fever dreams I have where the story seems to loop back on itself and start all over again.
In another dream I am stood in the canteen making a coffee with a particular male colleague he is chatting to me about a duke who has gone to fight in a modern war. I seem to have some kind of misunderstanding (possibly intentional on my part) where I interpret duke as duck, I feel that I was doing this on purpose to belittle the duke.