At the beginning of the dream, Paul and I put our three to four year old son on a horse and have him drop off a meal for John and Carrie. He does fine until he gets to where he is to drop it off and then falls off the horse. We don’t worry about this and know he will be fine. I call John and Carrie on the phone. John answers. I tell him the meal is there (not at their house but close by-the drop off place). He knows.
Now our son is older, maybe seven, and I see him drop off another meal.
Now the dream changes and there is a trail close to a neighborhood house. At the beginning of the trail there is snow up to my waist that I have to walk through. After I get past the house the trail is packed down. The trail is about a half to a block long.
Every day I go and drop something off to be “mailed” for the neighborhood. Then there are more and more people using the trail and this “system”. I love it because I am meeting a lot of the neighbors.