This morning, I woke up from a dream where I was talking to Angela, my nephew’s wife. We were inside a large Victorian style house, and I told her the house was like a one-hundred-year-old virgin. I remember commenting that the renovation made the house seem brand new, even though I knew it was very old.
When I woke up, I found myself confused about the age of the house and the timing of the renovation. I wondered upon waking if maybe, in the dream, it had actually been renovated a hundred years ago, which could explain why I spoke about it that way.
The air in the dream was cool, both outside and inside the house. By the light coming through the windows, with no lights on inside, I could tell it was about 9:00 AM. Looking out, it was clear and sunny, the kind of fall morning that’s bright but crisp.
Interpretation: I’m unsure why Angela appeared in my dream, but the presence of a nine might suggest a weather event. Perhaps the vision relates to my past, or it could be connected to my very recent exploration of centuries-old breath work techniques, hinting at some form of restoration for my body and mind.