Dream About Woman Losing Business And Taking Over

Meditation: Dragon - Penguin and a hand reaching in to pull out his heart. Brown dog and black dog. Dream - A woman started off as a white woman, lost her chip business. Sat in a house naked with a dark reddish blanket around me whilst they have meeting to discuss the future of the business. People leave, woman starts speaking with me, reveals that we’ll be able to take over the business and bring it back to life. Then a series of what felt like 3 tests happened, she introduced me to her daughter/doctor. She had 3 black girls who seemed like Kenyans dancing in other room. We saw glimpses of them throughout the night. I sat in a chair for the interview/meeting. In order to look good what I can only describe as popcorn was pouring out of me from the bottom of my chair. Gold stars and sparkles shooting from my face. The better I tried to appear, the more popcorn and stars came out. Interview/meeting was over I went up to change. Came back. White woman had now changed into my sister. And three or two other men were in the house that vaguely resembled my brothers. My sister announces we are going to have a meeting which I assume is about the chip business. A man enters the dream, feels like the woman’s husband or head of the house. Woman cowers in his presence. Were handed a light reddish newspaper which I assume to be the meetings agenda. Before we start the husband makes reference to his wife, which I take to be the same Kenyan girl the woman introduced as her daughter/doctor. The wife reference seems to be a term used playfully, but unsure if the woman’s husband is serious or using it as term of endearment. As the meeting starts and we are all talking woman’s house is now very fancy and elaborate, she mentions she pays £1000 a month just on flat management fees. Someone suggests she sell her parking space. Husband interjects and says his wife parks there Monday to Friday, shows us a pink car on garage tarmac and cream walls. Car has multiple playful stickers and badges on it looks similar to a modern Volkswagen and Beetle. has the feeling of a child or immature owner. Wife seems to cower again or seems as her presence is overshadowed every time the husband speaks and appears retreated. Me, very excited about the business we spoke of earlier, I scan the light reddish agenda which now looks like a magazine catalogue from that frozen food store that used to be by our house in Newtown. Farmfoods. I ask the woman who now appears again as my sister, if there was any specific agenda to the meeting and she has a muted panic about her demeanour, as if she didn’t want the others (now appearing as my brothers) to know. She’s holding a chess board and setting a dining room table and says no, there’s no agenda we’re just going to get to know each other. Seemingly hiding the business plans we discussed earlier. Everyone walks ahead of to go sit on the table as she sets up the chess set. I’m still in the same spot hesitant to join the table. Then I have flashbacks of the popcorn chair. Popcorn and gold sparkles felt like good was being pushed into me to make me feel more presentable and accepted. Or good was being pushed out of me to make me feel more presentable and accepted. Not entirely sure which one it was.