I have a book of short meditations I am doing. I get a normal red tortilla. We are sitting together at a table. There are lots of people eating. A woman talks to me about a gym. She spells her name for me and I write it in my notebook. It starts with an M. Some guy goes to my mother who is sitting at the table and tells gives her a compliment about her family. Deb is around.
Don’t know what to say about this one!!
This is a very short dream. There are two women who are being trained to redo these two questions in a sacred text.
That was it. Day Notes, Near the end of an emotional time and getting angry at Paul. Once for being a half hour late picking me up after a worked out at the gym. The second time was when he took me way across the big lake in the boat and the ride was very bumpy. This is after I said, I didn’t want to have a bumpy ride. I thought we were just going to stay in our bay. I think my complex of not being seen and respected got triggered.
I can’t find my car in the parking area. It is a light tan color and is an older car. I then find it parked closer to the other two women’s cars.
The man is to interview people for a para position for kindergarten. I am asked or I volunteer to be interviewed to give the man some practice. I say how I like kids; how I use the positive to get them to cooperate, etc. I get excited about actually being a para.
Later, I pick up and put things away. I am being myself and I am about to leave.
