8/14/26 Canoeing with my Mom

I am going canoeing with my mom. I go to a sporting goods store. I see a man carrying a pink canoe. He is a customer as well. I ask him if I can buy the canoe and he says yes. I take the canoe to Shady Oak (where I grew up) and tell my mom I bought a pink canoe for us. I explain that it is a good idea because people can see us better. Somehow this will keep us safer than a basic metal canoe. She is not pleased. I then realize we do not have paddles. My dad takes me to the garage. He thinks he might have some paddles. The garage is very neat with all these tools hanging up on hooks. However, there are no paddles.

I worked this dream with my AZ dream group. Here is what I wrote: If this were my dream, I am excited about having an adventure with my mom. ( My mother, in waking life made it possible for my siblings and I to have a canoe and spend hours on the pond behind our house. She also found the land and had our uncle build the house. ) I want to share this experience with her. I am thinking she will feel safer in a pink canoe so iif we are in trouble we will be noticed. She is not pleased. When I was inn my twenties and the whole family went to therapy when my sister started to have schizophrenic episodes, I felt that I could not move/grow beyond my mother. That would be like leaving her behind. I wanted her to grow psychologically with me. My dad had good intentions, but he could not help psychologically, (no paddles) I needed to find my own paddles to get to where I am today. Maybe this dream is saying, I have progressed beyond my parents and it is good.

8/9/26 What happened to the Little Boy?

Paul and I are watching someone’s little boy who is about one years old. It could be our grandson. There is a pool that is very deep. He crawls into the pool and goes down to the bottom. I have a blue bathing suit on and my glasses. ( or maybe contacts). I dive and swim down to the bottom (9-10 feet). The water is not very clear and it is hard to see. I rescue the boy.

A little while later, I sit next to Paul and ask where is the little boy. Paul is sitting on a bleachers. He doesn’t know. I panic and start looking for him. I get others to look as well. I worry that he got back into the water.

8/8/26 Deep Water

I am at a woman’s house with lots of other women. We eat. I help clean up. There are lots of crumbs on a long table with a table cloth. It is difficult to get all the crumbs off. A mean woman comes to give the owner of the house something. The three women still there say she is gone (they don’t trust the woman). There is a man who was at the house and tried to leave. I ask him how deep the water that is on one side of the house is. He points to his upper chest. I try to leave and the water is up to my neck. I go back to the house and go another way.

Feelings: happy when all of us women are eating, a bit frustrated trying to get the crumbs off of the table cloth, and nervous when the mean woman comes.

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