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I am with a small group of men and women. We are all in our 20’s. We fly into a small airport in a small, red plane, to pick up a young man who has just arrived. The woman pilot is not comfortable about flying back, so the plane is now a vehicle we will drive. There are four of us. I sit behind the driver and the man we picked up sits behind the passenger seat. I feel attracted to him.

The man asks about the lake we live on. He wants to know how big the waves get. I tell him they get very big on the large part of the lake, but not on our small bay. We arrive home.

Now it is the house where I grew up. I go upstairs. I put black eye-liner on my right eyelid. I also put the liner to the side of my eye and up to my eyebrow in the shape of a rectangle. I think about where the new man will sleep. I think he and the man who sleeps in the basement, need to come upstairs to the room with twin beds. And the woman who is in that room, should sleep in the basement.

Scene where my mother is upstairs with me. There are three, black and white photographs on the wall of a bedroom She is in them. She is in her 20’s. She is with a group of other young people. They are a downhill ski group. I see a pair of skis, however, the photo has been taken outdoors in the summer.

The man I am attracted to comes upstairs. We go into a bedroom with two women who are not feeling well and are laying down. I tell him we need to leave.

EOD

Daynotes: I just started the 12 Holy Days with Suzanne Van Doorn. The theme is about Hercules having to perform 12 impossible feats so he won’t be killed by this kind. Last night the idea was to cut off the head of this monster that is half snake. It has to do with addictions; not necessarily alcohol or drugs. You got me what this dream is saying unless it has to do with being addicted to men!!

Susanne: The red that featured in the dream shared by Asha Sahni where she dreams about a man with red hair manifests in your dream as a red plane. Passion is flying around. A woman is the pilot, but is not comfortable flying to my house. Why is that? What are your thoughts about that? The dream continues. It’s not me behind the steering wheel, and we just transformed from air to earth. Who is driving the car? Are you able to see that? You sit behind her or him so I’m not sure if you know. (it is the woman pilot). Both of you are sitting in the backseat, that is rather erotic, intimate in my projection. We have a conversation about my safety. I got an eye on this man. I even draw out the picture on my right eye. Now I connect upstairs with downstairs. I am making connections. I am changing sleeping places and I reconnect with my mother. This theme of how your mother taught you to love and arrange your life around your needs is in my eyes (pun intended) the energy in February for you. Dive into your mother and daughter connection. Might she be still steering the wheel of your car/airplane? And if that is the case, what can you change to feel safe enough to fly home?

Asha: If it were my dream, I would wonder whether the number of men and women related to my experience aged 4-6. I am conscious that I live on a lake, but that transport in the dream includes plane, car and skis: not water based transport or swimming.

Lauralee: Things were black and white with mom. (aren’t they always with moms?) More color with me. Positioning where others are is important (anything important about your current position?) Eyebrows define the face, also eyeliner is defining. I am very drawn to the rectangle to the right of the eye. The right eye of Horus comes to mind. In my projection mothers and daughters jockey for position.

1. There are all these lobsters crawling around in the basement. There is a group of us in the basement. We are on this contraption that makes us a few fee from the ground so we won’t step on the lobsters. It works!

2. I am with my dad. It is someone’s wedding. I am looking for a place to take photos that has good light.

I am at a hotel. I am sharing a bedroom with a younger woman. However, the next scene has me in bed with Paul. I get up to go to breakfast. I walk a long way into town. I wear a hat. I see a reflection of me in a window. I do not like how I look. (at least in the hat!) There is a parade happening in town. I walk past the barriers on the road. I find the hotel (same one I was at!!)

There is a small crowd of people around inside the lobby. I see my father. He is in his 50’s. Kevin is with me. He is four years old. He looks just like he did at that age. So darling. Becky is there also. She is also late 40’s, maybe 50. (she is 65 now). She is the age she was when she cut me off. Dad hugs me. I say Becky is here and he hugs her. Becky disowned Dad also in waking life. Dad then hugs Kevin. He knocks Kevin on the forehead a bit which was more clumsy than meaning to hurt Kevin. (I think) Dad is a bit awkward as well as with Becky.

Kevin and I go into eat. We sit at a counter. We order food from a woman who is sitting behind plexiglass. (reminds me of when I took Kevin, at five years old, to the bakery before school on Thursday mornings. We sat at the counter and he ordered a chocolate cupcake.)

Feeling: Surprised that Dad and Becky were there. Happy to be with Kevin. He is so fun, innocent and happy.

Day Notes: Had a good day. Mailed presents. Did Micheal Meade’s Winter Solstice Ritual. It covered Ancestors, Forgiveness and Prayers for the future. Nice songs from Africa that Micheal sang. He has a good voice. I asked for help with letting go of anger and hurt and asked to be able to forgive Kevin and Antonia.