i was visiting with my sister, and we were discussing the terms of the house. we were wearing the same thing too…a long peasant skirt with a sash around the hips, and similar shirts with long sleaves. only the colors were different. were also walking down a street, and it was night, or dark – always seems to be dark in my dreams – and i saw the building that the second story apartment has been in in previous dreams. i no longer wanted that apartment, but i said ‘oh look. theres that apartment house.’
wasnt a very long dream. but it strikes me funny that this apartment keeps turning up. this is like the 5th time i have dreamed about it.
another house i dreamed about was a very large mansion. i was coming across the grounds with several other people, as we aproached this grand house made of large grey stones. the grounds were kind of furrowed like a garden, but grassy. there were a few stone walls to get over, about 4 ft tall or so. we entered the house, and the met owner. he was a soft spoken man about 60ish, courtly and obviously wealthy. we were going to get a tour of the house, and started in the kitchen. in the center was a rectangular counter/food prep island like you would see in a large kichen. the floor was grated, and kind of soft like rubber. water started to pour out of spigots on the walls, and part of the floor lowered so that we were left standing on a grid while water beneath us washed the floor. i thought it was ingenious 🙂 next we went around a corner, and found ourselves up on a walkway overlooking a huge foyer with a stone floor. reminded me of a castle, because it was so large, and the stones were mossy in places. in the corner to the right was a huge tree, and it was part of the wall on that side of the room. the windows were high, but lots of light was coming in. even though it had been night as usual… we went down the stairs in front of us, across the stone floor, and back up more stairs on the opposite side of the room, back up to another walkway. this appearantly led to bedrooms and such. i stopped to look in a large walkin closet, with a window overlooking the grounds. it had buckets and mops and stuff in it. i remember thinking how i wanted a house like this…and then the alarm woke me.
the only house i ver dreamed of that was mine in the dream was a smaller house, but it also had a tree in the center as part of the structure. there was a stream running down thru this house, thru a sort of small stone canal which was grated at the entrance and exit points so the cats couldnt get out, but the water could flow. the rooms were steeply inclined, as if it were all built on the side of an embankment or something. i felt like i was outside and inside at the same time. i would like to build this house.