Tony,
Thank you for responding to this post and to the other posts as well
I started painting again, after the break I took. I thank you for reminding me of the fact that painting
is important for me in order to not get stuck with my inner journey.
I suppose that is what this "dream" was telling me as well:
I open the refrigerator and see soap (frozen?) and ice underneath it.
End of “dream”
I read through the page you recommended at the spiders and web post. I cannot relate (yet?) to this approach and yes, I am still journeying towards allowing authentic feelings.
What I started doing is painting my dreams; or merely the way they "express themselves".
Perhaps that is at this moment my way of "feeling into them"? Time will tell.
I trust, that since "your black boy dreams" were pointing the way ahead of you as well, I still have time to let unfold whatever is unfolding at the time.
At this moment I am more into uncovering what my potential is and what my natural, unspoilt and intuitive sense looks like.
I suppose "my black boy dream is "
way ahead of me"
Anna The Dreamer