The White Cat

In the dream i am in ?Brussels with an odd assortment of friends. Logan is there. Debbie from Pacifica. Those are two i remember. There may have been more but i don't remember now.

We're sightseeing and enjoying the city and i see an attractive young lady walking a young white cat with longish silky looking hair on a leash. I'm astonished because the cat is very well leash trained and walks behind the girl at her pace so that the leash makes a nice curve between them both. Tethered together but independent too. The girl gets on a train and the cat follows her on like he's taken the train many times. I continue to be astonished!

My friends and i also get on this train. We're going to an art fair of some kind in a restored area. I think it was some kind of monastery/church place that has been restored and turned into an artists colony. Debbie heard about ???  and we had reservations to be there for the unveiling of the center.

We ride the train through the city. It's a nice city, old and lots of stone buildings and large trees. If we weren't on a schedule i would've liked to have gotten off the train to walk around a bit. I notice at one of the stops that the girl with the white cat is still on the train too. I see her and the cat get off the train but then get back on in another car of the same train. I'm still fascinated by that cat. So poised and beautiful. It turns out that the car she got on is the car my group is in. But now we're in the girl and cats' apartment. I'm asking her about the cat and how he is so comfortable on a leash, in crowds, riding the train. I don't remember the conversation we had but she explained it to me. The apartment was up above the ground level. Maybe third floor, and we were in the kitchen which overlooked an inner courtyard for the complex.  The sunlight streaming in the window over the sink colored everything with a warm golden warmth. It was a very nice space and i felt comfortable there.

Now we're all on the train again - my group and the girl and her cat. The train continues on for awhile and we travel through some countryside before coming back into more city of stone. At the next stop, the girl with the cat gets off and i wonder where she's going and if my group will run into the two of them again on our way back.

Now we pull into a station and get off. We have to walk along a paved road into the colony. At one point we're on a ledge-like part of the road overlooking the place and i can see from this vantage the aged building with some round turrets and steep stone staircases. I'm getting impatient to be there but we still have a ways to walk.

We're in a station of some kind. I think it's a gas station but it's arranged in a perfect circle with the "store" part in the center, and the pumps/stations all around it. My group kind of disintegrates now and it's just me and Debbie. She has to go ? give the tickets to our friends because she has all of them and tells me she'll meet me back at the station. I return to one of the pumps to wait for her and wonder if she'll be able to find me but even as i'm thinking that, she approaches me and we walk together towards the main building. Along the way we walk down the steep stone staircase i'd seen from above. It leads down into a grassy field between two buildings. They're more like castles. Large. In the field are several women, a dozen or so. One is leading the others in a dance class. Modern or interpretive type dance. Very free form. Debbie and i stop to watch for a few minutes then we continue along the path, through the field to the other side of the "castle".

There's an opening in the building at ground level. A sort of tube like opening of stone that is apparently something leftover from the old "monk" days - a sort of secret back door entrance. Debbie goes in feet first and is sliding down into the art exhibit. I go in next but the rubber soles on my tennis shoes keep gripping onto the stone inside the tube. I'm almost all the way in and i start to get claustrophobic and freak out because i realize i don't know how long this tunnel is and if i get stuck somewhere in the middle nobody will be able to get me out. I climb back out onto the grass and think that if i take my shoes off i'll be able to glide through the tunnel much easier with little chance of getting stuck and i wake up.

The cat is such a clear image throughout this dream. He glows, he's so white against all the colors of the other images of the dream. He's always walking from the left side of the scene to the right.