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From a new life in spain, to an old life in britain, 'roaming brit' documents uncertain times!

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On 31st January 2016, my partner and I left Southampton to start a new life as Expats in Gran Alacant, on the Costa Blanca. This blog will document our journey, as we navigate the Spanish system, travelling a path untried and untested. With Brexit looming, political turmoil in Europe, and an unpredictable future, harsh decisions must be made. Illness, family bonds, and a Change of heart all make for challenging times in the life of a 'Roaming Brit!'

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What Dreams May Come!

8/12/2016

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The weather has been terrible over the last few days. Floods on the Costa Blanca, even worse towards Malaga and Gibralta. Once again I am without wifi, so fingers crossed it will be back on later, so I can post this entry. Today I am not going to be writing about the weather, you will be pleased to hear, instead I shall be writing about dreaming. I woke, quite a few times last night. The rain was pelting down, on the solarium roof. Every time I woke up, I remembered, exactly what I was dreaming about minutes before. I usually have a note pad by the side of my bed, so I can write down my recollections, of what I had just experienced. I used to do that as a matter of course, as I firmly believe dreams are important and can signify important events, happenings or changes in our lives.

As I child, I was always dreaming and could nearly always remember what I had seen the previous night, when I woke up, in the morning. Back then, dreams were important for me, as a person. Even as a child I liked to write, and used them as a basis for much of my muses. I used to enjoy penning short stories and poetry, all, with reference to my nightly memories.

I used to have recurring dreams as a child as well. Actually I had several, which continued for many years. I don’t want to detail every single reverie I ever had, but I will describe one:

A large tall white house, a beautiful residence once. The roof was falling apart, rain leaking through, tiles missing, faded and cracked with time; Only the roof was damaged, everything else was in tact. The house was set, isolated, in the middle of nowhere; nothing for as far as the eye could see, in a wonderful technicolour green field. Vivid, bright, lime green, shimmering in blazing sun light! I had a similar vision, under different circumstances, a few years back. I had a Near Death Experience or NDE. I was found by paramedics, after attempting to take my own life. Although I was technically dead when I was found, I can remember having a similar manifestation, which I could recall afterwards in great detail. Around the house in my vision, was a white picket fence, but no gate. I remember walking around and around the perfectly painted palisade, trying to find an entrance, becoming more and more anxious and frustrated as I did, but I never found one; no gate, no opening or door! This dream continued for many years, Slight aspects of it changed. At times the green fields were muddy ploughed fields. On occasion the windows were cracked and broken, at other times they were gleaming with intense sunlight. Essentially however the dream followed the same format. The one thing that never changed was the lack of access to the house. I was never able to enter and see what was inside.

Of course, me being me, I wanted to find out what this dream meant. As I grew older, I became more inquisitive about the spiritual side of life; dreams really did fascinate me. The house in the dream seemed to be important to me, it reoccurred at significant junctures in my life, when I was ill or when changes were happening. This was the reflection, I found out about first. The house represented me. The roof was my head, the foundations my feet and the fence around the garden represented a barrier, the lack of a gate meant other people could not get to me. It was strange how the house changed over time, but I know now, the house changed with me, my life and my moods; it really made perfect sense.

I have had this particular dream regularly since I have been in Spain. In fact I tend to remember the night a lot more out here, I have no idea why; accept to say, at times of upheaval, these periods of escape, for me at least can be even more intense then they usually are. It’s probably to do with how relaxed or not you are in your chosen new life, if you are comfortable and even more to do with how settled or unsettled your mind is. Depending on my state of well-being, the house can be in an ameliorate or loathsome condition. Importantly, there is never a gate for people to come inside, whether or not the house is gleaming or falling down. I am a difficult person to get to know, this is true and I hardly let anyone in. That is especially so now and probably a protection mechanism to stop the worst people from getting a foot in the door.
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Dreams are warnings and in some cases predictions for ones future and that of other people, close to you, in your life; you should take notice of them! The brain is a powerful tool and regulates your body. In the same way, the mind assigns lines on your hand, as I discovered through the study of Palmistry, my passion; it also visually shows us problems, our future and the direction we should take in life.

All of us dream, but the majority of us can’t remember exactly what transpired during our time away. If we did, we could decipher their meaning and change the way we do things for the better. Buy a dream book, keep it next to your bed with a note pad and see just how important these events are. You will be surprised, just how much solid meaning these travels in the mind have!

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