Date: 12/20/2017
By OG
i was led by a person in a spacesuit through a golden field on a sunny day. this person is not of that time or place and is merely a ghost of the past present or future. much like one of scrooges ghosts. we went through a hedge into a flat field. in the middle is a modest white house with a red door step. behind the house are hills. i suddenly remember. or have a feeling of remembering that front door step. and how id pet a fluffy white terrier dog whilst smoking. i enter the house and im in the kitchen. a square room lots of cupboards and in the center is a unit. like a marble block with cupboards in built in to it. utensils hang from the ceiling. i get the sense its anywhere between 1800s - 1950 in rural spain. portugal or south america. its the middle of nowhere. which is anywhere. i know there is a strong rectangular woman who rules this kitchen she is fierce. all the other characters in the house are men. big strong men. farmers. we are family. im a woman in this life. small i think. the stairs follow on from the kitchen and theres another room behind the kitchen but im too struck with memory shock to explore. i know this house. ive been here before. ive lived here before. i could paint it. it looks like spain but my later dream showed me otherwise. the person in the spacesuit knew me in another life too and decides to show me things in the realms of sleep. this was the first dream they took me on. they never speak.