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Dreaming of Strange Homes

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Since a few years ago, I've had consistent dreams of a 'strange', 'mysterious' or a 'new' home...yes, as in a house.

Sometimes it was about the home I used to stay in with my in-laws where my kids were growing up.

Sometimes about me in my old home with my parents and siblings.

Sometimes about a home I've never seen before.

And sometimes about any of the above homes but with secret passageways or rooms.

Nearly all those dreams (or nightmares as they can be sometimes) involve some kind of confusion and situations that I'm afraid of. Like my mom not liking my cooking. A new stretch of lawn that was never there. A room I suddenly fell in love with.

And this time, it's about a my old-old home that I was forced to live in because I was ousted or thrown out of into the streets. So, I was living there with my little ones (in my dream, they're always at around age 7 or so, in fact, my younger son might have just been a baby in the dream), and I suddenly discover that my ex-sister-in-law was also living in quite squalid (by HER standards) in a condo unit next to mine. There were leakages, hidden stairways, new neighbors, and a sense of familiarity yet sadness that I've returned to this place under such circumstances.

It has been happening for so many years now and I keep asking myself why. Why is my subconscious mind going over this again and again although each of them were different and befuddling in their own ways.

According to a website, a dream about a home -

"Think of the house as yourself," says George. It could show you that you could be bigger. If you find more and more rooms in a big house, you may need to be more conscious of pieces of yourself not yet discovered. It is a very complex look into your soul

Maybe I really need to sit down and reach deeper into my soul, my ORIGINAL self. Maybe it's calling out to me, showing me that there's a part of me that has remained the same all this while and that I need to pay more attention to it because that's the path that is being blocked. The path that will make me happy.

What I am wondering is if those dreams of old and mysterious homes represent the past, present or what I am looking for in the future. Is it something stopping me from stepping into the future?



Excerpts from Huffpost - https://www.huffpost.com/entry/dreams-about-houses_n_891580
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