Author: bonniemitsch

There are lots of these designs made of blocks on the floor. The woman and a man say children have come in and taken them apart, making a mess. I start to take one apart. There are about 5 pieces. I then ask if that is ok for me to do. The woman says yes, if I buy it. I don’t think it is my style. I don’t think it would look good in my house. My house is the house I lived in on Brooks Lane in Minnetonka Beach (a darling cottage and my first house).

The woman puts the block piece up on the wall plus two framed pictures. They have a modern look. The flat pieces have abstract flowers (one each). I am now with a woman friend. The other woman asks her if she thinks they look good in my house. I am starting to think that they would

1. Introducing Jean and Vern Mikkelson to a Young, Great Nephew

I introduce Jean and Vern Mikkelson to a young, great nephew at a large gathering of people. I tell Jean about my family of origin and all the kids that have been born since she and Vern have died. Feeling: pleasant

Notes: Jean and Vern lived in the neighborhood where I grew up. I used to babysit for their oldest son, Tommy. Vern played basketball for the Lakers. Jean had a great sense of humor and would get my mom to laugh.

2. A Beautiful, Young Woman gets stabbed in the Back

A beautiful, young woman with special powers gets stabbed two times in the back. A couple of men do this to her. She falls down on the ground onto her stomach. The two knives are left in her back. The two men stand back.

Her spirit then creates this “dance” behind a shear curtain. Her spirit dances with 10 or so other spirits. The dance is to get the men to take out the knives so she can live.

Day Notes: Jeanne and Tom are here for the weekend. We had a nice walk in the woods and a beautiful bonfire. Lots of talking. Tom and Jeanne also asked a question and pulled a Tarot card. We worked with the card like we would a dream. Both cards referred to having good boundaries. Tom’s was the 5 of Pentacles and Jeanne’s was the Emperor. The washing machine broke at the townhouse and I worked on getting a handyman to go and fix it.

I am with my siblings. We are at a beach and we are told it is time to move the heavy casket. We get behind it and push. My brother, Dan, is on my right and walks besides me. He is not pushing the casket. We push it down a path on a beach which goes downhill to the sand and water. We get it to the water which is the ocean and has a feel of a California beach. There isn’t anyone else around. It is day time and the weather is pleasant. Once we get the casket into the water we are all going to hop on top and ride it.

I am not sure who died. At one point I make a pot of tea. This is related to the casket. I pour a cup. The tea looks like regular, black tea. Then I don’t drink it because the tea is made from the dead person somehow.

Feeling: neutral, just doing what has to be done

I wonder if this dream is about my death or a death of one of my siblings. Other ideas: I don’t need to know who or what part of myself is in the casket (old issues?). It will just return to the collective unconscious. Should I incubate and ask what/who is in the casket?