My friend's adventure translated as a dream
My Friend’s Adventure
I had and adventure yesterday. I went for a ride 2 and a half hours to a friend of mine because he was taking care of my dog while I was on vacation. The thing is that on my way over to Spain, like 3 weeks ago, because I’ve just bought a new car, it’s not sexy, it’s an old car, but still very good and I’ve got it real cheap and I could take it to Spain… and on the way over to Spain I was thinking all the time: “the gasoline-meter or the gas meter” is not working because … It was just a feeling or something that I thought, but it wasn’t broken. The car was really not taking a lot of gas. It was not a gas-guzzler (it’s the American say). And then I just relaxed in it.
On the way back from Spain, on the Spanish-French border, the Customs stopped me and they thought I had drugs with me because my car was smelling like gas (that’s what one of Custom’s people told me). So, they took everything apart, they were checking the gas tank (the reservoir) and they had quite a problem putting everything back in the way that it was and that it worked. So, they were busy for an hour, an hour and a half or something …
And then, yesterday (I came home a few days ago) and yesterday I went to my friend which it is two and a half hours drive and, on the way back, my car stopped, and what was going on? The gas meter broke, because they didn’t put it back correctly…
What is the gift for me?
On the way to Spain I was thinking about the gas-meter. I don’t know anything about cars. I know how to give gas and how to change gears, I know how to drive, but I don’t know anything about a gas-meter. Maybe this is my Soul or my Guides telling me, “Sweety, you know, you should take your thoughts, your intuitive thoughts way more serious because they are spot on. I was thinking about this gas-meter 3 weeks ago…
Treating the adventure as a dream and translating it:
As a secondary adventurer, I feel that my subconscious and my little child are sharing with me precious information about my intuition and my gas-meter, which is something to measure my level of fuel/energy/love in my car/the way I move around /body.
In a first level of this reading, all in the adventure is me, a part of me. So, I am the car, I am the gas-metter…
I have a new car, it is not sexy, it’s an old car but still good and I didn’t pay much for it… This is telling me that maybe I have a deep belief that I am not sexy, or I am not too worthy.
Another belief could be telling me that I am old (maybe for certain things, maybe it is late for me) but I am still good (like I have some value, but I would love to be really good, significant, worthy).
I don’t invest much in my car… Well, where am I not investing much in me? Where am I being cheap with me?
So, to go South, Spain (South of Spain) I feel for me it is going searching for light/Sun, healing and grounding. On vacation, it means holiday but also to vacate, empty something. And here I am thinking about that the gas-meter, which measures my fuel tank level, is broken. So maybe I am not truly aware of my level of energy and I use a little bit of energy, kind of being cheap with me. I am not a gas-guzzler… Am I judging myself like I shouldn’t use much energy/love? Is it lack consciousness that if I empty my tank there is no reservoir? Is it I think I don’t deserve it?
Back from Spain, on the Spanish-French border. Well I would ask the original adventurer about her feelings about Spain and French, but for now I am going with Spain (South) is the place of light/healing/grounding/emptying and France let’s say it is a revolutionary place (The French Revolution for Liberty, Equality and Fraternity). So, I am in the border, after healing it is time for re-evolution and here Customs (habits), the police (control) smells gas. So, it is like my old male and old female stopped me right on the edge of crossing to a new country going back home. They smell my powerful Energy and they think I carry drugs (it can be a metaphor for medicine)…
Funny they take apart my tank fuel. So, control and old habits (way of thinking) take apart my reservoir (of Energy) and they cannot put things back together the way they worked… I am changing. I am shifting and the old male and female make no sense anymore, I cannot go back the way things were. I am a new one, trusting my intuition, checking my gas-meter (what am I feeling? What do I need?). The old male and the old female cannot put things back correctly, they broke my gas-meter.
What is the gift for me? To ask, that is precisely the gift. Ask for an answer, ask for what I need.
I am watching how I talk about me in metaphor.
I don’t know anything about cars, meaning I don’t know anything about how to move through life.
I know how to give gas, meaning I know how to give Energy, Love.
I know how to change gears: I know how to change from the old paradigm to the new but it is more to change gears, I know how to relate with teachers, farmers, children, adults… I know how to shift and be perfectly well in any environment.
I KNOW HOW TO DRIVE, so truth be told, in fact, I know quite a lot about cars, about my body and about how I move.
And maybe I can take my intuitive thoughts more seriously, but also I can laugh with them and If I hear I am going to have a gas-meter broken I can bring that to the Angels to take care of it, or they can provide me with some insight on the lesson.
So that is how I see the adventure from my perspective.