Short Dream

I was at the Boss Dada’s home.

And this home was just a regular home.

We were at a cookout.

The Boss Dada and his wife were shooting the breeze with their guests.

I walked over, sat beside him, and listened to their conversation.

After a while, I got up, went to the guest house, and hung out with my step-sister.

I had to climb wooden stairs, which were rickety and swayed back and forth, to get to it.

We sat on the stairs and talked about nothing in particular, while kids were running around in the guest house.

I left my step-sister and went back to where the others were.

I bypassed them and went to look at the food that was being served at the cookout.

But I didn’t get anything, so I rejoined the Boss Dada and the others.

I retook my seat next to him.

END DREAM

MESSAGE

I noticed that wifey wasn’t sitting next to the Boss Dada.

And she looked back at me when I sat down next to him.

But she wasn’t paying me any mind.

She looked at me and went back to talking.

That stood out to me in the dream.

Another thing that stood out to me in this dream and another dream with this man was my food search.

Looking for food represents seeking physical or emotional fulfillment.

Or It means that you are seeking a deeper meaning in your relationship.

I wasn’t hungry, I was just looking.

For me it means that there will be other temptations but I won’t be tempted to stray.

I went back and sat down next to him.

My loyalty will be to him.

Chile…

A kept woman.

The man usually just keeps and provides for one woman.

But, nowadays it’s just a fancy way of saying side chick.

The wooden rickety staircase.

I’m on a path that I’m hesitant to take.

I’m afraid.

But this path is crucial for the next phase of my journey.

The stairs led to a house.

When life shuts one door, it opens a window. So jump.— Maid In Manhattan

Take a Leap of faith!