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(I left my dream notebook in Mn. This is what I remember about this dream)

I am with a group of people. We are outside in nature. Two or three people are in charge of a game similar to tag. In this game people try and stay away from this white horse who chases them. If they get caught they get on the ground, get into a fetal position and the horse licks them all over. At one point, I am with the people in charge and see a woman get caught and get licked all over. Most of the time I am in the game.

My sister, Becky, is part of the group. I see her a couple of times. I don’t know if she sees me. At one point, we are both in a house. She is laying down, reading and book and looks very relaxed. The horse is coming and I am nervous. I run down the stairs into the basement and out the door. I find a shallow cave and get into it with my back to the opening. I am laying down, holding perfectly still so the horse will not know I am there.

Feelings: exciting and scary

I worked this dream with Kathleen from S. Carolina. I went back into the dream and decided to get out of the cave. I stood up and connected with the horse by petting its nose, etc. I then got on the horse and we went off into a lovely meadow with wild flowers. I felt that I connected with my personal power.

We had a nice visit with Kevin and Family. Antonia was a good hostess. However, again, (same thing as last May) we get a phone call from Kevin saying how we messed up by not giving Markus as much attention as Rowan. I said I am sorry he feels that way, because that wasn’t my intention and that I did play a lot with Markus. He says Antonia thinks he does not have good boundaries with Paul and I. (I have always thought he doesn’t have good boundaries with Antonia). He felt he didn’t say things that bothered him at the time of our visit. He brought up that he felt I was uncomfortable and wished he would have addressed it at the time. I said that I feel he is on eggshells when we visit. The talk went ok. until he dropped the bombshell that he wants to stop story time and have some separation from us! This breaks my heart. I said that it feels like a punishment, that separation will not solve the problem and it not only hurts us, but his boys. I will say more at Dreamsters.

When we got the call this time, I did not crumble, did not feel this was my fault in any way. This is progress. So, I think this dream was a precognitive/preparation for his phone call. I am owning my personal power. (not that I am fine about what is happening. I am working on the emotional fallout from it).

I am talking to my mother on the phone. She has a bad cough and keeps coughing. We are to meet for dinner and we talk about where to meet. She suggests a couple of fast food restaurants. I think about how far I can walk and what restaurant is there. One of them is too far to walk. I start to walk. It is about 4:00. I am in a place I have not been before. On my left is a steep embankment that gets steeper as I walk. On the right is water; I think a river.

I then see a huge water bird flying and then diving down into the water close to me. At first I think it is an eagle, but as it enters the water I realize it is not. When it surfaces it is a woman dressed in white with dark hair. She is around 50 years old. I say to her, “You were a bird!” She nods nonchalantly.

The high point is the bird/woman. I am amazed. It/she dives into the river close to where the embankment is becoming too steep to keep walking that way. The road is on top of the embankment and I am realizing I need to go back and then get to the road.

Incubation Question: “Dear Ancestors, Please help me have and remember a dream that shows me my biggest challenge.”

1. I am talking to a boy who is in Special Education. I tell him that tomorrow he will not be alone in class. I tell his teacher to work with him.

2. I am at a conference. There is a woman named Missy from Samoa who is in charge. She is giving a presentation to women from around the world. I then have a small group to lead. The last scene is me resting on the chest of a young man. I am young as well.

3. I am an observer. Susan Stember is performing a ritual. She stands on a piece of beautiful material. To her left is a statue of the Virgin Mary. She turns her head towards her. Susan sings in a beautiful voice praising the Virgin Mary. A holy man watches and is very impressed.