12/13/23 1. Swimming with Paul 2. Breaking a Frame

Paul and I are on a boat on a Minnesota lake. We pass houses/cabins. We stop at one place and see kids swimming. They are middle school age. One boy we see from the back. He has amazing muscles. We dock our boat. Paul and I have bathing suits on. I go to the end of the dock and dive in. The water temperature is just right. Paul dives in also. We swim to the right of the dock. It is weedy. So, we go to the left of the dock and it is much better; not weedy. Feeling: happy

2. Some scene where I am in a library room of someones’ home. There is a large, decorative, dark-wood frame on the wall. In it, is a photo of someone’s wedding. It could be one of the nephews or nieces. Someone else is getting married and I want to take the photo out, so the new wedding photo can go into the frame. I drop the frame and it breaks. I go to fine glue to fix it. I think the frame will show a slide show instead of just a photo. Feeling: frustrated. ( I am to do an iMovie for my nephew, Frankie and his fiance, Sally, for their wedding on June 7th of 2024.)

Day notes: See previous dream-taking photos

12/13/23 Kevin, Paul, Sheila and I Take Photos

Kevin, Paul Sheila and I are to take photos of each other. I explain we need to be in the shaded part of the patio we are on. Otherwise, if we stand where there is light behind us, we will be silhouettes. Sheila has a plate of french fries we all nibble on. We move a couch over to a spot where there is good light for photographs. Paul will take a photo of Kevin and I. Kevin will take a photo of Paul and I.

Feeling: neutral

Trouble sleeping-awake from 2:00 a.m. till 5:00 a.m. (mind ruminating on Kevin/Antonia situation.) Walked with a nordic pole group and went to yoga; both very nice. Talked with Molly. So happy to have supportive siblings. A therapist called and cared more about my insurance that me! And said, abruptly, that my insurance wouldn’t work!

Clown In My Dream For The Third Time

(Thursday, December 21, Winter Solstice)

I had lots of dreams last night that have evaporated. But I clearly remember the odd, white, clown-faced alien looking directly at me. Hovering in the air, perhaps. He is so distinctive and overwhelming. Who the heck is he?

The Dreamsters Union