It is night. I am in an old house that I do not recognize in W.L. I stand on this old, wooden dresser which is in the kitchen. I tip a framed picture which is on the dresser by mistake and see a long spider web with lots of spiders on it. I especially notice these two large “spiders” that look more like beetles/little monsters.
I get off the dresser. Paul is there. He smells something burning. I guess when I got on the dresser, I turned on the stove by mistake. It is right next to the dresser. There were pans on the burner that I turned on. He turns off the burner and puts the pans in the sink.
The next day I go back with some people I do not know in waking life. We climb on the stove and then onto the dresser. From the dresser we enter this large room. (an open door) It is a store that is almost emptied out. I find a jar I can use to catch the two, large, spiders. We leave the room and climb down from the dresser. I see three kids; two sisters and one brother, sitting on the floor. I ask them if they like spiders. They say no.
I then realize I forgot the jar from the store, but I find another one. I am about to clean up the spiders and the web, but ask the woman owner of the store and she says she has already dusted and cleaned them off. I look and see a spot she missed (a few spiders and a web) and brush that off the dresser. I feel relieved.
A scene while up in the store. My mom is there and is holding a grey, Persian cat. I pet it. Earlier, I say a small black and white cat on the dresser. Mom says they are Molly’s cats.
Meredith: In the Spider-Man series there is a phrase: “spider sense” the door to another space on top of the dresser reminds me of a hidden room or space that is ripe for discovery. I wonder what creative endeavor needs spider energy and its weaving skills. Perhaps the pots on the stove, something burning on the back burner. Cleaning certainly fits the stable task of Hercules,
Susanne: You know this night you are going to weave a spider web? In the incubation. A web of connection and wisdom. Do you know that in many cultures the spider created the world? She is spinning the web of dreams. I stand on wood (symbol of my tree of life?) and tip on a picture in my mind. Like I want to remind me of the mythological origin of the world of dreams. Paul smells something burning and turns off the stove. A wonderful cooperation between husband and wife looking out for each other. The next day we do exactly the same and the burning induced magic: there is a portal. Almost like Narnia. There are three children, almost like in Narnia. Do your magic, Bonnie
Svitlana: removing, eradicating useless thoughts, getting to our true Self. Don’t complicate anything with senseless thoughts: they are simply a web you can get tangled in. (a message from spider)
