Just jotting this down in case it becomes relevant later on.
Before I went to bed last night, I asked my guides what was my purpose here on Earth, to let me know in my dreams and to help me remember it upon waking. Not quite sure if I remembered everything, but here goes.
Dream was in two parts. First part was me visiting my Tito and Tita’s house that, for some reason, wasn’t their real house (which is located in a posh village). This one was located somewhere in Cubao, a sprawling piece of property that was smack in the middle of a crowded neighborhood. In fact, getting there, you could see the white walls from the outside.
As I went in, there were lots of people in the house. Not sure if there was a party because half of the house was a sort of hotel. Just that there were lots of people (kind of like when you go down for breakfast buffet in a hotel). There was cake too. There were several kinds of chocolate cake.
I knew I was there on account of work. (My tita is my boss in real life) And I happened upon the party and wanted to taste some of the cake. While I was still trying to observe what was happening — and I don’t know which came first in the dream or what — my aunt and uncle came down, hurrying to get to an appointment. Some servants were following them. There were some big creatures that the servants were hanging onto with a leash and some leashes snapped and they roamed freely. It seemed everyone (including me) was disoriented at first, but relaxed when we realized that the big creatures were friendly dogs. But along with the dogs, some tigers, maybe two, came bounding down the staircase. I was close by and the tiger came up to me. It roared ferociously and was around two inches away from my face. I was scared but I stood very still and stood my ground. There was another tiger present but I didn’t know what happened with that. All I know was that I wanted to still get a slice of chocolate cake but decided to forego it.
That’s when I woke up.
I went back to bed though and this next part I remember very little of. It seems as though I met with my TF. He wasn’t very friendly and he kept his distance. And I don’t know what happened, but I think I physically moved closer to him and that’s when he “remembered”, kind of like allowed himself to let his guard down. I just know he was wearing a peach shirt. And the last shot was us cuddling like the lovers in the painting of Gustav Klimt.
As for the answer to my question – it seems as though part of my purpose is to be an evolutionary catalyst for this family I was born in. The pair of tigers are my parents, kept under the metaphorical wing of my uncle. The dogs are the rest of my relatives on that side of the family, cousins included. The folks in the house are the other people they are trying to help. The cake would be the good times with the family which I (in my dream) would choose to forego. My TF was just there for support.