Rasa Von Werder

3-29-25 Dream of a Trap & a Female I broke off with finally respects me

Will give the happy one first. I’m dealing with a lady who seems of low stature or class, but I want to talk to her & somehow impress or convince her of something.

For a while we sit at a small table behind the farm house. I am talking ,she’s listening but her attention isn’t strong. She’s the type who likes a lot of people & noise around {what she’s used to}, might be bored on a one to one basis. She’s maybe 60’s, average looking. Not sure what do I want with her? She might be wearing a dark green knit top.

Then we move to the upper yard looking over the lower yard – It’s as it is here in my real yard & although it’s almost exactly like it, it seems way bigger, more expansive, more elegant, grand – everything exaggerated as to the value, quality of the place. I see a lot of white somehow interspersed in the nature around us.

There is this ancient tree coming out of the ground, like a giant Sequoia at one time but it got knocked off, so instead of being 300’ high, about 50’ feet remain, where it’s cut off jagged or fell off, the break is smooth. The woman I was trying to ‘convince’ has 5 young boys & these nutty boys, not being supervised correctly, all climbed this tree like monkeys or bear cubs. I called out to her the danger of this, but the boys then come down, one had a little trouble & another one took him on his back & brought him down – they all landed on the ground safely. The tree has soft textured bark, like strips I’ve seen on some trees, maybe the Spruces I have here & is a medium tan/brown color – no branches or leaves.

Now people are gathered, many, for some kind of feast or celebration is it? There’s a row of females sitting facing that huge tree. One of the ladies says to me,

“You’ve come UP a long way” – Not sure if she says “in the world”. It’s like she thought I was lower down in some way & now I am exalted, my property & all I have portrays it.

Strangely, she appears as a PLANT, with small leaves of a succulent, a vine coming out of it over the edge of the bench where she sits. Her appearance as a plant is not a big or great plant, just a small one with one vine. Another lady like her is also a plant, lol. The other women look just normal. This lady’s a person of poverty.

I might explain to her I was always HERE – having this great property, but she DID NOT SEE IT. She only sees it now with the circumstances as it is, all the people & the festivity. But I was always like this –where I am which she now sees. I always had this same property.

Then I go over to a counter & see several bowls of salads sitting there that had been presented to the people. Some got partially eaten. I see pieces of tomatoes & lots of onions, all raw vegetables. I take them & fix them up a bit, the ones that were picked over & left & put them more neatly into the bowls. I sense some of the people did not appreciate the HEALTH BENEFITS of this food. {End}

MEANING:

I sense this has to do with the lady I know a long time who I broke up with. She always looked DOWN on me {while pretending to be my friend} but this dream is saying: She now has more RESPECT for me! At last! - After all these years. Yes, by telling her we were through I did make her sit up & take notes.

I have always been who I am – my property is ‘what I have’ or who I am. So I am GREAT. But she DID NOT SEE IT – now she does. She says I have come up – but I have come up in her estimation, I was always ‘up there.’ In her mind she finally sees it!

Why is she a plant? A succulent is a desert plant, it absorbs a great deal of water into itself to hold for droughts. This is her obsession with WEALTH - gaining a lot of money, being rich, against times of want. Gaining wealth has always been her priority – higher than God – it is her God. And that is why she is POOR – of a lower class. This is spiritually poor, not the good kind, the bad kind. The good kind is being unattached to things, the bad kind is the love of money. And her lady friend next to her is of the same kind – whoever she is.

She appears also as the old lady I want to impress, but she isn’t listening – she’s distracted. She wants people of the world, the things of the world. That’s why also she’s wearing a deep green – it’s the earth.

And my wanting to convince or impress her is I wanted her to respect me – but she DIDN’T.

Her ‘boys’ represent her husband. He was facing a great trauma – that’s climbing on the tree {the biggest in the world – this is serious}, as high as you can go & then being carried down is great trauma. We were speaking of it – I explained HOW it came about She denied the truth of what I told her. I said to her ‘I can’t help you any more.’ It was the straw that broke the camel’s back after YEARS of looking down on me. I didn’t care if she respected or believed me again – that liberated me from her. And that’s what it took apparently, to make her respect me.

And I guess that’s what the celebration is about. {End}

The Trap

I’m out in the wide fields, vast, big sky, just exploring. I feel safe. But then I see not too far away 3 large black bears side by side close to each other, all with thick, fluffy black fur, each maybe 400 lbs, coming in a straight line toward me. Although I get along with bears, these might be strangers so I have to run, & I do run like Hell looking for safety. I see a grove of winter-bare straggly trees – don’t think I’ll climb one, just keep running.

In a valley I see a grove of very thick branched dark bushy growth – so thick if you got into it no one would see you – I head for there. Someone is with me, as usual in all my dreams, but who, I don’t know. {Probably a Guardian Angel.}

After heading to these bushes I am in a place like a cone, the narrow side down. Each side is made of maybe soft wood & I don’t see an entrance or exit – I see no way out. It isn’t dark, lit up normal.

Something makes me look up & there I see another place, & I climb up there. Here’s an office, no windows but it’s pleasant. It’s large with a nice wood floor – soft lighting - lots of space beyond a couple desks where men are working. No windows! Maybe one woman but the men are the key players.

I SENSE that these two men at the desk – one older, the boss, one younger, his apprentice – laid that trap. And I speak to the older one.

He tells me to stop something, not sure what as I’m not aware of doing anything wrong. But HE sees me as some sort of ‘sex object’ & he tells me to STOP IT – because, strangely, he NEEDS SEX & as long as I’m DOING something, it bothers him. Since I’m doing nothing physical I surmise, it must be my VIBRATION.

Then I see a woman walking in here with two girls, all dressed white, the girls are wearing sexy but angelic outfits, see through robes with some sort of white stretch leggings – all 3 are beautiful.

I say to the man – there you are – satisfy yourself with these, they have what you need. {Inferring, get off my back}

And I think I’m seeking a way out of this place, but there the dream ends. {End}

MEANING:

Bears represent SUFFERING {bull market is good, bear market bad} & so I am in the OPEN {vulnerable} where I can be attacked, hurt, approached, rather than hidden, safely tucked away - & I see 3 FORMS of suffering headed toward me & flee.}

These pains are all equally bad – formidable - & I am no stranger to pain & suffering – but these are different or some I’ve not had before or unfamiliar to me – so I want to avoid them.

But in running away I fall into a trap from which I can’t find an exit. But then there’s an office I get to ‘above’ the trap. These ‘men’ have set the trap because the older one thinks I have done something wrong while I’m not aware of it.

This has to do with sex & perhaps some man is judging & condemning me for my being a Cougar – could be upon seeing my latest book.

The bears then could be my disappointment that no one has given me publicity for my book & this hinges on the JEALOUSY of the older men – most of whom run the venues I contacted & he’s telling me I’m wrong & should STOP it.

The 3 beautiful females who come in all dressed in white are also ‘sex objects.’ And I point them out to him how the older men want BEAUTIFUL & YOUNG women so go get your jollies as you do anyway & leave me the F alone! These females who enter the old men WILL HELP as they want the right to be with young women but don’t want old women to have the same right with young men.

There being no WINDOWS in this office is they will give me no ‘windows of opportunity’ for my book & this is the suffering I want to avoid. It means I fell into the trap of the old men in charge being against my book. {End}