Had a dream that felt part horror flick half Lars Von Trier: With an animus figure/lover type. He was partially kind and sweet and then another part of him would just flare up and say or do something cruel.

We were meditating right next to each other and I had my head on his shoulder as part of the meditation. It was very Krishna-Radhe feeling. Very sweet.

Next scene: he showed remorse for all of the cold or harmful things he had said or done recently… I don’t know what they were… I don’t remember that part of the dream.

We were in my dead maternal grandmother’s old trailer. He went to draw a bath for us.

Animus Dream