Dream of an Ocean Breeze continued.

I didn't expect to be continuing this one because it began as a dream and dreams aren't real. Despite that, dreams seem to tap into something Jung called Synchronicity, "the view that the structure of reality includes a principle of acausal connection which manifests itself most conspicuously in the form of meaningful coincidences." What happened yesterday in waking life is a coincidence that goes with the dream I just wrote about.

Le Dandy Club is a club in the heart of Pigalle, meters from the famous Moulin Rouge. Formerly, it was an establishment once frequented by the "dandys" of the 18th century. It's served as a brothel, salon, cabaret, cafe, and bar, and is currently furnished with canapé style sofas, antique pianos, victorian furniture, beds in the little rooms where the prostitutes lived.

Ariadne and I were out yesterday evening for drinks and dinner. We met at teh Moulin Rouge and went in there and to a few other places bar hopping. She had to get up early for work today so she went home. I have the day off, so I went ot unlock my bicycle, but I noticed an interesting looking bar next to where I had locked my bike.

It was "le Dandy Club." I peeked in and wandered around inside. There were lots of people drinking, talking, sitting on the sofas and beds. Standing next to an old record player was a tall blond woman. There aren't many natural blondes in Paris, and most women here are shorter than me.

She turned and looked directly at me and said "bonsoir" (hello). Her face had delicate features, blue eyes, and high cheek bones and a fine nose like a German or Scandanavian. She's strikingly beautiful and could be a model. She looked exactly like the woman from the dream I wrote about yesterday. She is the woman from the dream.

She said hello again, are you OK? I was just remembering how she looked naked on the beach in the afternoon sun. I must have looked very surprised or confused, because I was very surprised to recognise someone from a dream and who I have never seen in waking life.

We talked for a while. Her name is Ingrid. She's German but has lived here for 10 years and works for an agency that works with children in famine countries.

Out of the blue, she invited me to a party on a yacht next week and gave me her contact information. I didn't tell her about Ariadne. Ordinarilly, since I'm already seeing someone, I would have thrown away her card as soon as she was out of sight. But I don't meet people I know only from dreams very often. And the kind of dream she was in was very strange and erotic. I kept her card, and hid it where Ariadne won't find it.

 

I once met a man in my dreams that had such a powerful effect on me that he is more real to me than many "real" people I know. I cannot imagine how it would be if he appeared to me in waking life. What an incredible experience.

 

I have a notebook where I've drawn people, places, and things from dreams, but only the dreams that have that special quality, to try to document this whenever it's happened before. But my sketches suck unless it is something I'm looking at as I sit and draw it. I wish I were good at sketching portraits from memory.

Anyway, I'm kind of excited about the boat party next weekend. I have no idea how long this synchronistic thread will keep going, but I can't resist finding out. I'm not going to risk cutting the thread and tell Ariadne about my plan for next weekend.

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About the man you met in you dreams, was he in more than one dream? Or was it only one dream but one that had a strong effect on you?

 

The boat party sounds like fun! Hmm, I take it that it won't be anywhere near a beach if you are in Paris, non? :D

I had something similar happen to me too, recently, socko. Around wintertime I started having early-morning dreams of babies with a Mediterranean/Middle Eastern-looking guy. I was in a relationship with a Pacific NW whiteboy at the time and thought little of it. We broke up and I haven't really dated much since. Imagine my surprise when I met a handsome Ivy League grad at a seminar a couple weeks ago of Persian and Egyptian ancestry. Nothing serious yet but our third date is next weekend. Bon courage

 

The party is on a péniche on the river in the city so, yeah, it's very far from a beach. I'm getting excited about it. I've never been on one. Other than that, I don't expect to be at the beach until I go to Algeria in August, assuming that works out. Pinar's family has ocean-front property there. But then, I don't know why the timeline would be so confused. The person I met was the next day after the dream. Then why would it change people and times to something late in the summer? I don't know how to take it or if the rest of the dream has anything to do with Ingrid. It becomes confused because I'm seeing a few women at once, and their threads become tangled.

I mean, I've had OBE's in real time and space where I've been outside on the street in front of my house during the day in the OBE, seen somebody interesting and unusual looking, always a complete stranger, took note of their clothes and apperance, then quickly woke up, run outside to see that they were really there in Real Time and looked and dressed exactly the same.... I pick somebody weird looking to try to rule out any coincidence based on the fact that most people look and dress alike - (blue blond 6' jeans t-shirt) but there was a lot more to the dream of the beach than just seeing someone I would meet in real life. There was strong emotional content. I couldn't tell who it was coming from.

The baby dream is interesting, especially since it was recurring with someone you didn't know. Babies = Cupid? since I had the impression that you weren't planning on having children. (For me, a dream of a baby litterally means a baby - the last time I had one was when an xgf's sister 'accidently' got pregnant, even though she said she was on birth control.)

I remember from your posts years ago on astrology that you seemed open to the possibility of these things being real. If you've proven it to yourself, you will know something could be there - hope for the best. Bon courage to you too.

 

You will definitely have fun at the party with Ingrid, provided she doesn't turn out to be batshit insane. I think it's good that you're seeing a few women. You deserve to enjoy playing the field a bit in a new country after what I've read of the relationships you've had with American women. And Algeria should be AWESOME. J'ai un pinchment de jalousie!

The element of time (late spring v. late summer) could be a fluke... time for me in such matters has always been a little off. I think it's the emotional content that matters really. It's interesting that Ingrid so resembles the woman in your dream, and that the feelings you had upon meeting her will surely guide you.

As for me and kids... jury's always been out on it. In previous relationships, one or both of us were not ready, primarily for financial reasons. There will be no accidents, though, thanks to my trusty IUD and, more importantly, that I'm presently abstinent. On that note, be safe and have fun.

 

Timing is weird. I agree the emotional content is what matters. Quand as-tu appris le français?