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A Movie

Babe…

Yes my love?

I dreamt of a movie…

What movie?

At first I was at work. And then all of a sudden, when the cash register opened, there were clothes underneath the cash in each compartment. We were like, “who is stuffing CLOTHES into the cash register?!?!”

How do u get clothes in there?!

It was there in the dream. It was not like real life.

Then I was walking down a street and I had to cross a zebra crossing. Some other coworkers were around as well.

There were some tall buildings, but it felt very retro. Not modern. I was thinking in the dream, “Gold Coast just isn’t a modern city” it felt like everything was old… but not like historical old buildings just old like it’s from the 70s and 80s.

Then there were a lot of coffee shops.

The other coworkers were lining up. I thought the line was too long to get that coffee and I kept walking.

I found a little stall, it was a food stall of a cafe I used to enjoy, Giri Kana, which doesn’t exist anymore in real life. But in the dream there was still a tiny food stall and they were selling my favourite breakfast item! Kichari. 

And there was a yoga hippie lady selling it. And I said, “I’ll have a kichari please” and she said “That’ll be $30” and I was like daymn everything is fucking expensive these days. But I opened my wallet. I was even like, not sure if I had $30 cash, I was about to say, “I might have to split payment” — you know, pay a little cash and the rest on card — but in the dream suddenly my wallet had more cash than I expected! So I was like “oh yeah here u go. 6 $5 notes. $30”

And it was such a tiny serving! It was like a baby serving of Kichari and that was $30!!!

Then we walked around and the food stall led to a bigger lounge/dining/hangout space.

This is no longer anything like Giri Kana in real life.

It had the vibe of other hippie eclectic cafes tho. It was like brick walls painted cream colour. Antique rugs, cushions… I don’t know how else to explain but eclectic. There was no TV but a projector. And some other I dunno, documentary or art video being projected.

Even as I’m typing this I’m like, how does my brain come up with that?! Not only am I in a different world but there’s MEDIA PROJECTION in that other world?!?!

Anyway.

The lady turned into a different lady.

What lady?!

The lady that sold the kichari.

She explained, “I’m actually a descendant of the early white settlers in Australia. This café was built on sacred Aboriginal land. But my family took it from the Aboriginals and I inherited it and built the café.”

Whaaaaat?!?!?!

Again — this has nothing to do with the actual business Giri Kana that once existed in real life. Just in my DREAM this happened.

I wasn’t shocked or anything in the dream I was just accepting that’s her story. And I was like, “so u came up with the whole café idea yourself” and she said yes… and it was more like, the feeling in the dream was like, you can do whatever you want with generational wealth.

She wanted to run a hippie yoga eclectic café and she had her family’s money to do it.

Right…

This is a completely fabricated fictional character in my DREAM that I just had. This person doesn’t exist. The face doesn’t even match anyone I know in real life!

Lol…

Anyway then I woke up. Doggy barking in real life.

Wahhhhh… still sleepy?

Yes. But it’s probably time to actually get up and get ready for work soon…

Lol… 🥰💕

I’m just rereading what I wrote…

Yeah the sacred Aboriginal land part felt kinda… psychic messagey for a dream?!

Yeah……………..

What do u think about that?

I wonder if my parents house is built on sacred Aboriginal land…… 😳

How could u find out?

I don’t know!!!!!!

But I know Gold Coast was “designed” in the 70s and 80s to be like Florida in America… or at least that’s what people used to say…

Uhuh…

U know how I’ve been wondering if my family is cursed?

But what does that have to do with Australian Aboriginals? I’m sorry baby, I don’t think it has to do with whatever happened in Australia hundreds of years ago?! 😅

How would we know?

How would we know there is no CURSE on this LAND?!

Hmmmmmmm… can u ask AI? 😅

Lol… lemme try…

Sure! Here’s a simplified summary:

🪶 Aboriginal Curses and Sacred Land in Cities
– Sacred sites exist in cities too, like rock carvings, burial grounds, or ceremonial places.
– Disturbing these sites—through construction or disrespect—can cause spiritual imbalance or misfortune.
– Urban curses aren’t dramatic like in remote areas, but people may still feel spiritually unsettled.
– Ceremonies like smoking rituals are used to cleanse and restore harmony, even in suburbs.
– Aboriginal beliefs about land and spirits apply everywhere—not just in the outback.

Let me know if you’d like a visual guide or a map of known sacred sites in urban areas.

So…… u really think ur family is cursed?

Sigh…

Maybe curse isn’t the right word…

I dunno baby. I don’t have all the answers. I kinda feel like visiting an Aboriginal museum or reading some books or watching documentaries to learn more.

Maybe it’s not a curse but rather a cry for help that I am sensing?

A cry for help?

I DON’T KNOW.

Do u… have any Aboriginal friends?

Yes.

Oh, why don’t u talk to them about it?

Ummm… they’ve never seemed “spiritual”… I have no idea how to bring that up in a conversation. 

What do u mean they never seemed spiritual?

They just seem like normal city people. Wouldn’t it be WEIRDER of me to suddenly be like, “Hey! Ur Aboriginal?! Can we TALK about the history and cultural context of ABORIGINAL CURSES on AUSTRALIAN LAND?!?!?!”

Ummm… I didn’t say u had to approach them like that darling… 😅

It’s just I really don’t know where to start baby…

Okay okay start with ur books and museums… 😅

Yeah…….