Category: Bonnie

There is a table of people with Becky, Frankie (nephew) and his friend sitting at it with several others. We are in a foreign country. When one wants to mail a letter, one has to stand up at the table and hold the letter up high. A woman helps me do this. A young man comes by and takes my letter.

Becky goes to the bathroom. I do too. I say hello to her when she leaves the bathroom as I am going in. When I come out she is gone. I talk to my Dad about this. I say she is doing this because I disagreed with her. I feel very sad.

1. (very abstract). There is a path. There are two spaces for each step; one on top of the other.

2. There is a “religious” group who want everyone to swim a certain way. A woman demonstrates how to do this. It looks like the butterfly but without using arms. (dolphin kick). I watch while sitting in a crowded auditorium.

I then meet a family. I lie to them saying I do not smoke when I do.

I am then leaving. But first I go to each room of this house. It is like Shady Oak upstairs. I fold blankets. Laura and John stayed in a room and left some things there. They are small Christmas presents, etc. People will hide when people from the religious group come through. Because I am cleaning up it will look like everyone already left.

Day Notes: I am reading a “boundary” book called You Don’t Owe Anyone. It is very good. I wonder if this dream is my ego’s reaction re changing and practicing better boundaries.

It is time to go. I push Kelsi who is two and a half years old, in this cart around a large yard. We go to drop off things. One of the things is my dad’s golf club. We then look at this stationary that is in between two wooded book covers. My niece, LIndsay, has made the stationary and the covers. The stationary is made with beautiful water colors. One of the books has envelopes and the other does not.

Kelsi and I then go into a courtroom. There is a woman friend who is a lawyer. She is angry that this court case is happening. She yells, “Not in my courtroom!” Denise calls and asks me where I am. She is at a pharmacy. I was to stop there to get Kelsi some cream. I tell Denise that I am preparing a speech for the courtroom. I then go into the court room.

Day Notes: Debbie and Sheila left after a three day visit. I got irritated with Deb for talking too much. It feels like manic energy. It doesn’t feel like a “conversation”. I feel like I am supposed to be her audience.