Author: bonniemitsch

I meet my granddaughter for the first time. She is 7 or 8 years old. Paul and I had moved away from the small town where she lives and had never gotten back before now. My granddaughter and I have a nice conversation.

My granddaughter rides her bike where all these cattle are kept. They are in a circular, fenced in, moving enclosure that goes around and around. Laura L. who is unusually thin, is in charge of them. She is to bring them some place. It is her responsibility.

Later, Laura and I are in a pub. We are getting something to eat and drink. There are a couple of “mob” guys there. They get a bit rough. One has a knife. He threatens to cut off my finger. I say “Uncle” and he stops. Later, I talk with him about photography. He is into photography. He wants to get together. I suggest we show our best photo sometime later at the pub. He agrees with this.

Jack has two jobs. He is the weather reporter on TV and he also drives a city bus. I have just started dating him. I am painting his bedroom white. It is in an old, stately house. I have finished three walls and have one more to paint. I meet his X wife or wives. They are nice women.

I catch a bus with a couple other people that Jack usually drives. A couple are subbing for Jack. A nerdy friend also subs for Jack on the weather report. He messes up and it is funny to watch.

Jack is quiet, mysterious and off on his own a lot.

Notes: Watch movie, About Schmidt starring Jack Nicolson and Kathy Bates. Jack’s character in the movie is similar to my dream. It got me to look at how we all take ourselves so seriously and that it’s important to laugh at ourselves and each other! James Hollis suggested the movie. He talks about taking risks in life and feeling we make a difference. We need to use our gift(s) and do what our souls are asking.

A young police woman accuses me of steeling something that has three letters on it. I go to prison for a few years.

Now the police woman and I are older. (I am also an observer in this dream). Now a young woman steals things from a Catholic Church like a chalice, etc. I am with a few others. We call the police and tell them where we last saw the woman; what side of the church she was last in.

The woman has hidden herself in this blanket in the woods. The police woman finds her. I get the feeling the police woman has empathy for her.

Notes: I just found on 12/31/22 that my sister, Becky’s, husband died on Wednesday. My sister, Molly, told me what happened. Becky didn’t want Molly to tell anyone else in the family, but on Friday, she asked Becky again and she said, “If you have to..” Becky then flew to Hawaii on Saturday-a trip she and her husband had already booked.

There is something about this dream that has to do with me forgiving Becky from the past-shunning me.