New Worlds and Purposes

Date: 4/30/2019

I'm attending this celebration at a coffee shop. I'm new to this thing, my new friends invited me. I get there and sit on a couch, get some coffee. I loose my phone in a couch across from mine and panic trying to find mine in a sea of other people's which are in the crack of the cushion. Someone helps me, a friend. We sit back and watch something. A movie? Is it the celebration? It's a man's celebration but there is something different about him, he has downsyndrome or is also a baby or something. ~ I leave and I'm lost, standing on the street. The streets are on hills, but it's a city. Somehow I get turned around from my own street and I panic. My friends find me, my boyfriend. He's upset and protective as if this isn't a good area. They get into the car and tell me to try again, it's important to ride the horse home. So I get back on the horse, leaving my stuff on the seat beside him in the car and my horse has nothing on it, not even a bridle. I get confused often, the horse is a dog or a bike. It's never just a horse, never shaped like a horse. It's always just a bit smaller or the wrong color. But it's very very important we get it home and that I learn to ride. The horse is my power to master. ~ I'm trying to recruit girls with powers. Masquerading as a nanny for a little girl, suddenly her parents die or something tragic happens, maybe the little girl dies. I'm in her room looking at magnets, they belonged to a doll, they were the faces of the doll. I decide to take them home for my fridge. The girl is gone now. I'm done with my "job" but still have to recruit the little girl, her spirt, her power to take back home to my real job. We need more recruits badly. But all is not as it seems, I was thinking she was in thrall to their power, her parents her friend, and I was trying to free her from it. Instead I'm sucked into her pocket of reality, her power which is shaped like her friend and home, or her friend is sucked into it as well. I follow him. ~ I'm new to the form and world I'm in. We are mermaids, Shapeshifter. The tail however is more than what it seems. As someone leads me to a specific place across a deep trench I'm afraid because I don't know how to swim yet. My movements are erratic and I have no control over decent or speed. She changes her tail to an eel tail, as all the mermaids have eel tails here on this isle standing silver reef structure in the middle of a dark trench. I'm floored, metaphorically. I didn't know we could change our tails. I crash into the isle but learn to change my tail. Then I realize we can change it into anything, tentacles like a squid, anything. Suddenly this life here seems more interesting. .