Chris and I are in a play. We are both domestics. In one of the scenes, Chris, another person and I all get tied up to these boards and then will get rescued. There isn’t a lot of time to practice before the play opens. I am nervous. A woman shows me where the boards are. I can’t find my phone to take a picture and I am disappointed. I practice wiping down a table with crumbs. People have recently eaten there. I will do this during the play as well. The woman showed me the broom and I practice sweeping the floor. Chris comes and I show Chris where to go on the set.
Day notes: On the 27th, I talked to a banker from Wells Fargo who have the AZ mortgage. Paul and I are putting the property into our living trust. She said I needed the addresses of our kids. I emailed Kevin and asked him for his address, not sure if he would respond. However, he did on Thanksgiving. He wrote his address, and signed off with I love you! I wrote back to thank him and said I love you too. On the 29th, it was his 40th birthday. I wrote Happy Birthday to him. No reply so far. A little ray of hope….
I am so happy to see “I love you!” from Kevin. You and Patrick have had a stroke of family luck for Thanksgiving.
The boards in the play remind me of how people were tied up, often before being burned, in the Dark Ages. I like that you and your very spiritual sister are acting in a play. Something is happening that is symbolic, not reality? Or you are a messenger, someone who can provide a story to inspire others? Your powerful gift as a dream guide. You tell my dream story every time.
Interesting we have both had dreams about dining tables and about cleaning.