I keep having dreams of doors, latches that cannot and should not be locked, and thresholds. I also keep having bizarre experiences at the threshold of my office. These feel orchestrated, “impossible,” and then, upon further investigation link to a spiderweb of dreams going back decades.
I shared some of these threshold experiences in other posts:
Last night as I crossed the threshold of my office, my left knee bent and my leg involuntarily lifted itself up high, then smashed my heel right on the raised wooden threshold. It hurt, but not too bad — more like a dramatic way of getting my attention. This linked to the experience I described on October 25, 2020, where — after a potent dream — the glass of water I was holding as I approached this same…
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