I am visiting S., a friend of mine in England, at her house. She then takes me to her second house which is very large and well tended, and has a garden that is more of a well groomed park. I am surprised since she hasn’t mentioned it before, and it somehow also feels natural and expected.
This dream was vivid and felt very real, and even upon waking it seemed this was a place I could visit. A simple way of understanding this dream is that there is more to her than I have seen or known before, and that this – of course – reflects what’s in me. It is me.