What Does That Mean?

I had a whopper of a dream last night…I hope it’s not too hard to follow.

I am kicking myself for not writing more of it down. I remember the name Arcana and it was not referring to tarot, it was a woman. I don’t remember anything else about her, only her name.

Then I am in the basement with Sam and Dean from Supernatural. I only remember Sam but I wrote both of their names down. Sam was in the basement looking at the foundation and he was very interested in the one corner. “I have never seen anything this old that was so well built. This is solid construction, I wish I could speak to the man who built it.” all of the other beams were new but they all branched out from this corner. I have had enough house dreams to know that I am the house.

When I looked up the meaning of foundation, I found this…

About dragonflyzia

I am just a woman finally accepting that I was never meant to be in the box. I don't fit into any stereotypes, please don't try and label me, that doesn't work either. I am embracing my uniqueness in ways that are new and challenging to me, so that I may continue to grow and never stop learning.
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