- In the middle of the night I had the dream where Paul dies but do not remember any details.
- I am new in town. I want to impress/get in with this group of people who are intelligent. One woman stands out. She has written a poem and sends it to the group to be published. I go to where the group is meeting. There are about eight people in the group. I stand at the door and listen in. A member of the group notices me and asks me to leave.
The woman poet is emotional about something and I hold space for her.
I am now at an elementary school. A little girl who is dressed up in a costume falls down outside in this wet sand and gets her face covered with it. School has just been let out and all the kids are on the way to their buses. I go inside a house where the man and the woman live. I ask for a cloth to wipe the girl’s face. I tell the woman what happened. With a purple marker, she writes Get Well. (I also had started to write Get Well). The paper had an impression of the mansion the man and woman live in.
I go outside, find the bus the girl is on and wipe her face, soothing her. I then ask the woman bus driver to let me off. Later, I am on a bus with a couple who know about me. They are rude, especially the guy who is a middle-aged, overweight person.
Another acting element in this dream. “Elementary, my dear Watson.”
So many feminine aspects in this dream, the poet, the child, the mother, even the driver. The poet is emotional and the little girl falls on her face. The poet “acts,” shares her poem in a public space. Does the group prefer privacy and ask you to leave for that reason? Are you healing yourself on the bus?
There are two couples, one who say “Get Well” and one who are rude. Kevin is middle-aged (40) and his frequent response to his kind mother (who heals a little girl) is overweight, over-the-top. Rude. But he just said “I love you” so maybe we can now see both sides of one couple.