Moving Bridges

A long dream, I'd left here and moved to London.  I only had a small bag and was finding my way around.
It was a rundown area I was going to sign on as looking for work.  The place I was staying it was like a B&B an ok room in a block that contained a post office and café.
I was struggling to find my way about as the postcode system hadn't been implemented there.

I was missing my kids and pets.

I go back into the same dream and I'd met with some people I know.
I was leaving the B&B place at night, close to midnight.  I'd passes one of the Post office staff working late.  They asked me how the room was, I'd replied it was ok.
She had nodded and said kids that come out of foster care are normally used to having more tec.
I recall being a bit confused as I'd not been in foster care... Not that I recalled.
 

We were crossing the Themes but it wasn't like London now.   The river had several strange ornamental bridges and gardens below.
The bridge we were crossing on was stone work, only the path and road was made of old coins sealed in an plastic or something.   They were catching the moonlight.
The tide was also rising so the water was covering the coined path and then the bridge split. 
The people I was following had made it across and I was puzzled as to how a stone bridge was folding it's self up.

He had massive rusty chains covered in seaweed.
Me and another female got folded in the bridge not squashed, but we were going to have to climb up and out of a small hole.  
I was wondering if anyone would be able to give us a hand and pull us up.

I was in Ddads hub again.
That room with the large table were I'd been a baby.  It was the same with people sitting round it talking.   Inka asked me to lay on the floor and dream there and not to argue with him about anything for now.
I was laying on the floor behind his chair.
The was hard and slightly shiny.. All black kinda familiar.  I'd been considering how I wasn't comfortable and had started thinking about a blanket and then I had the yellow blanket I had as a kid, was a cot blanket I took all-over till it fell apart and my mother took it.

I'd had one yellow one blue.  It was just as I recalled it kind of unravelling and I was revisiting really old memory's of childhood and the nightmares and dreams I had back then.

Inka grabbed the blanket and burnt off one of the corners then gave it back to me...  It upset me but as I didn't have a clue what was going on I just decided to roll with it and watch!

I had a dream with my daughter in.  A female brought her too me, she was upset and injured had purple bruises on her legs. 
The female was familiar too, she'd brought people to me in the past.
Fay had failed to stop at a red & white stop sign.   It had been at her school and she'd walked into a bike race?!   She was showing me red & white plastic barriers and kids on bikes so I could observe the incident for myself.
I thanked her and she vanished.

I wake up again still on the floor and Inka took the blanket again setting fire to another corner before chucking it back.
He was talking to me mentally too, reminding me how he'd also been around when I was a kid.
I knew this was true.. Oh and my energy body was crazy.  Felt amazing, it's one of the reasons I was quite content to just lay there a word  'Mishonesty  or miss honesty' 
There was also like liquid sliver fire running threw me.

Oh a hedge of cherry laurel... Inka was in my mind too, reminding me it was also alien, persistent and invasive...  Lol like the Skua bird dream were I took responsibility for shit.
Once we were in a system we duno when to stop. He was showing me that's why pairs & crew, we won't back down alone.

After everyone else left I got up and we jumped back to my roundhouse hub, Inka told me to do what ever the hell I wanted again, lol which was lay down and zone out again.

There were words shell Andrea's hell...   Shell .. He'd lost his fingers in her hell?   Then I was seeing a kid I grew up with.  He was an Andrew, like I was supposed to have been.  He was born with fingers missing... It was linked to me not being the kid my Mama wanted but something she agreed too.
I was remembering why I came again.. We are going wider each time from that perspective it's so much.. 'I know Ren, it's lots from that perspective' 

Last dream was cool, we were arriving at a large haunted looking stately home>
Inka was with me and a few others were walking behind us.
Someone had come out and told us we were not welcome.  Inka told them we were maintenance and needed to check the boiler room. 
A young kid runs out to meet us, she wants to show us the way and a grandfather is already waiting.-

Humm Also the Pledge dream was something to do with this... It's linked to Pluto & Ddad.
Oh, night I checked the birth charts ... that was when I transmuted all that pain with Malico too, Christmas eve 2020.  I couldn't find it the other day when I experianced it again.