I dreamt I ran into an old childhood friend just outside my barn/garage. He was walking through and we stopped to chat. I told him I'd seen him walking through town a few times, but I was never fully certain it was him. I asked if he lived nearby. To my surprise he continues to walk toward me, right into the barn, and says that "Yes, I live here" gesturing inside the barn. And he said he'd been living there for awhile now. I am stunned since this is my barn and I had no idea he had made a place to live for himself here. Right under my nose. Befuddled, I stammer "You live here?? What? Where???" And he proceeds to show me a secret slip of a doorway. It is a narrow entrance way made out of the old wood. I follow him up the secret passage way and am amazed when it opens up to reveal an awesome fully furnished apartment. Who knew? I am wonderfully surprised by this wonderful living space I had no idea existed. It's spacious. I follow him and there is just room after room. Each turn around the corner is another surprise. Right away I notice its decor--antique, rustic, valueable and quirky furniture. I admire the antique chairs handmade long ago from beautiful wood. (I love antique touches). I was pleasantly surprised by this secret apartment. Each step we took further into it revealed more rooms, more surprises. It was fully decorated. In fact, the deeper into this apartment we went it seemed to me to be a shop of some kind..there was so much interesting and valueable stuff. Before I know it, its no longer just he and me there, lots of people are there. It very much has the feel of a store or antique, specialty shop. Lots of people I don't know are there, milling about, exploring all the items in the place as if its for public admiration or consumption. Almost like a musuem or tourist site. I feel propriety for this place. It's my property. And its also where he lives. Its ours. I feel very good about the place, like I wasn't expecting it and can't believe my luck that this exists. And had existed for so long without my knowing.
As I walk about the rooms in the apartment, there are now so many people here. I'm still discovering and admiring the contents of the place. There are strings of gemstones and reflective jewelry/art from floor to ceiling in one corner of a room. That's new to me. I keep walking around. All the people are here to look at the stuff inside the apartment. Antique lamps, furniture..lots of different stuff..I see a couple young men sitting at a table admiring some gemstone rocks. I notice one of the boys' energy as he admires some of the rocks while I pass. He seems to be acting to me. Faux interest, over the top interest. To distract me. I see he has a muddy green knapsack on the table and I intuitively know he stole some of the gemstones by stuffing it in his bag. I call him out on it. He denies it with a touch of humor and lightness, and tries to deflect. So I physically reach into his bag and retrieve the items he'd concealed. I knew he'd planned on taking from us, betting I'd never notice since there was so much activity going on, so many people, and the place busy with so many items blooming all over the place. Everything in the apartment were things I liked and admired and wished to have one day. Including the various rough gemstones. Which to me represent different things, like power, protection, light, energy etc. Everything in the place was deemed valuable to me and the apartment simply sprouted with all the things I valued. However, I became angry at this guy for trying to deceive me and take from me with slight of hand. It wasn't the taking of the gemstones that bothered me, but I feared the aspect of his powerplay, my greatest fear was the idea of not knowing when someone was tricking, deceiving me in order to secretly take away from me. This boy sat there and presented himself to me like a kind, respectable guy, admiring me and my establishment. He wanted me to buy that lie. When in reality he did not respect me and was nice only as a cover in order to take from me. I cannot stand facades when they are used to cloak ill intent. My greatest fear is being disempowered by trickery, for I've learnt over and over again to the point of conditioning that people are not what they protray themselves to be, and most are all about empowering themselves by taking from the less powerful. When the boys lied so smoothly and acted to naturally to hide the attempted theft, it brought out that particular dynamic thats been the theme of my life. So what started out as a surprisingly wonderful revealing dream, ended on a note of warning danger. I retrieved my gem rocks, said stern words to the would be theives (the other boy was his conspirator) and suddenly generated thoughts that it was a bad idea to have all these people here. I wanted them all to leave. It wasn't safe. I was risking my values, my space, my property, and perhaps my relationship with the friend who lived there by letting these people have free range in my/our environment. It seemed to be a boundaries dream. How to have people in my life without being taken from, overpowered, tricked, taken advantage of? That has been the recurring theme in my life so no wonder I am dreaming about the issue. Seems its an issue that isn't going to go away.
